"Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore,
Send these, homeless, tempest-tossed, to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door"
-Emma Lazurus (**in a famous poem describing the statue of Liberty http://www.libertystatepark.com/emma.htm )
Everyone needs someone to hear them out as they sob their heart out, discuss their anguish, and just spill it all out for a change, instead of keeping a huge rock collection in their hearts, or knots in their stomach..
Everyone needs someone to just say, "I'm here", wipe away their tears and comfort them as they actually confront all their emotional baggage..
Everyone needs someone to help them carry that emotional baggage if only for a couple of minutes as they regain their strength and relax..
Everyone needs their own Statue of Liberty..
Have you found yours yet?
PS. She said, "I'm here"......... She was "la".
NB. Song in title is part of Brian McFadden and Delta Goodrem's duet, "Almost Here"