Dear Someone: The right people will come along who will handle your heart with the reverence it deserves.

Read this if you're questioning whether having a good heart is a blessing or a burden, and wondering if your tendency to see the best in people has become your greatest weakness.

Dear, Dear Someone, _

Do you ever catch yourself wishing you could trade your sensitive heart for one made of steel? A heart that doesn't rush to trust, doesn't forgive so readily, doesn't attach itself to others with such innocent hope? Your tender heart feels like both a gift and a curse - blessing you with the ability to love deeply while leaving you vulnerable to those who don't handle that love with care.

The way you love is beautiful. The way you trust is pure. The way you forgive is divine. Yet these very qualities that make you extraordinary often leave you feeling foolish, naive, or weak. Your heart sees rainbows where others see storms, finds gold in what others dismiss as ordinary stone, and offers second chances when others would slam their doors shut.