In Trust

Trust is something we all need but it is the one thing we can't hold for ourselves. All we can do is hope that those to whom we give it, will not fail. It's a delicate thing, trust, perhaps key to our very lives in some cases, and yet, we have no control over its care. Those to whom we give it, in whom we trust, hold what is often, our very destiny. It's like the most delicate glass: beautiful and clear, but so thin that all it takes to damage or destroy it, is one look, a stray word, a tiny touch, an omission and it can be instantly gone. Most of us, have had this happen and while it is painful to have a trust that's broken, it's cautionary. We become wary of giving our trust as easily as before. We think before handing it over and even then, with trepidation. We learn to become selective and testing regarding those we choose. We may allow very few to take on the gift of our trust. Some give up on trust altogether and give it to no one again. Or, if they do, apply stipulations before doing so. Rare others, trust everyone and anyone and are rewarded with  accolades of "openess" and generosity.  These fortunate beings, possess the skill of  bouncing back after betrayals to simply move on, while handing out more trust. They seem to be able to do it with great ease. Their opposites, resign from trust and give it away nevermore to become sad and lonely folk. It's a search for balance. Who can you trust? What are your needs? How much trust will you give? Trust is a joy but also, a burden. You have trust also to hold.  What about the trust you are given? How caring of it are you? Do your requirements apply to you, too? Makes you wonder if trust isn't the most difficult burden in life, we have to carry.