I dedicate this book to every woman who is overly sensitive like me , whose feelings are deep, gentle, and delicate, and who sometimes believes that her sensitivity has become the first thing that holds her back in many aspects of life.
Your kindness has never been an obstacle, as you may think. You, with your precious heart, are the one whose touch heals the wounds of those around you.
Smile, that smile comforts every troubled soul, no matter how heavy their sorrow may be.
I truly wonder about those who complain of the injustice of people because of their kind hearts.
From where I stand, I see that every wound in life is healed by a heart like yours.
Please, reflect carefully on my words. Pay attention to what lies hidden between the lines, my dear. I am certain that you will decipher the message and understand what I could not fully express, or what my words failed to explain.