It's been a trying week. It's one thing when others break you down but, it's another thing when you are breaking your self down. When we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves. You face old challenges that question a new you. And when you find yourself fighting for yourself you begin to ask a new question: Is it worth it?. But, like the Beatles said, "I'll get by with a little help from my friends."
Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away. That, that is friendship. To say tonight was a challenge is an understatement. But, somewhere in the misery she managed to find two words that I couldn't resist smiling about, "No cheese."
And to the world those words mean nothing but, to me, at that moment, they meant everything. They meant that she was my friend and I was hers. They meant, it would be 'ok'. Then, suddenly it was. Of course life isn't that easy, and all my troubles didn't disappear but, they aren't as heavy since I had someone else to help me carry the load.
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5 comments:
Your posts always get me teary-eyed and thinking.
Have you ever thought of writing?
You would be awesome.
Now I need to go look for a true friend.
..I love this post!!I think im just going to start quoting you..!!
..and go back to looking for a true friend as well.
Oh! And it really will be okay..:)
XO.
I loved this post. Sigh.
=)
I loved this post Perplxintexan!
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