Sit with me for just a moment.  If we were face-to-face I’d probably wrap you in a tangible hug and open my tea and coffee cupboards up to you.  I hope you like yours dark because I brew a mean cup of coffee strong enough to put hair on your chest, or so they say.  I would also bend an ear your direction.  This is a moment of full disclosure, a moment to openly share the hard.  I know broken.  I’ve been broken.  I am broken.  I’ve spent lonely nights walking circles in the rain trying desperately to find a second set of steps to calm the storm.  Silence can…