“You, my dear, are the queen of guarding your heart.”
My fiancé sent that text message to me about a week ago. It’s true. I guard my heart with fortified walls that only come down when I feel like it. Even when he asks me questions to get to know me on a deeper level, the walls go back up. I get scared.
I wasn’t always that way. It’s the result of a broken heart, the scars of which constructed each one of my walls. They’re there out of fear. But it’s lonely to not be known or to be known but never understood. Or to feel like an outsider because you can’t connect easily with others.
There have been several blog posts floating around the Internet about guarding our hearts. Some argue to not guard it at all while others feel we need to guard ourselves more. I even saw a meme on Facebook the other day accompanied by a C.S. Lewis quote about vulnerability and guarding our hearts.
My fiancé and I are reading Before You Plan Your Wedding, Plan Your Marriage by Greg…