I was not at my best the other day, and I admitted it to a friend. I’m still learning that it’s okay to admit that to a friend. Or anyone. I still somehow can get stuck with needing to be “strong” and look “strong.” No matter how much I write here that it’s strength to not need to be strong, I can get stuck needing to be strong.

But I admitted my struggle and challenges. I admitted a bit of my fears. You know what my friend did? She offered to go out of her way – way out of her way – to be with me. So that I wouldn’t be alone.

I am not alone. We are not alone. Somehow I forget that. Often.

Another friend reminded me the other day that she has a disease that lies to her in her own voice. I too have a disease that can lie to me in my own voice. It tells me I’m not okay, or that I have to be solo and strong. And somehow, for a little while, I believe it.

And then a friend offers to be with me. To sit with me. To stay with me. To remind me that I don’t have to face anything by myself. I don’t have to be afraid, or at least not afraid alone.

I am not alone. We are not alone. You are not alone.

As human beings we need others, and as human beings we can somehow separate ourselves from others. When there is so much love around and within us. When there is so much beauty and joy and connection to share.

I am so thankful for my friend. Her simple offer to stay with me was such comfort, comfort beyond belief. My heart and soul were touched and soothed.

We are not alone. You are not alone. I am not alone.

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