“We do not show people ourselves. We show them windows.”
Throughout our lives we show people windows of ourselves. Some are wide open, offered to those we love and trust across years. Others are narrow, brief, to a passing colleague or a stranger in a fleeting moment. No two people ever see the same view inside us, and the same person may hold more than one window if they know us as a friend and as a coworker, as a confidant and as a collaborator.
Windows are not fixed. Some widen as a relationship deepens. A stranger becomes a friend. A colleague becomes a confidant, and what was once a narrow opening grows. Others close: trust withdrawn, distance returned, a window once held wide narrowed back to almost nothing. The architecture is ever‑changing.
