I like to pretend that we are friends you and me. I hope that you do too.
I imagine that you read these words while you sit at your desk or perhaps as you take a break from folding laundry. I imagine that you read them late at night when the house is quiet – or you grab five minutes to yourself while the kids are distracted with Legos or Mickey Mouse. I picture women just like you all over the world in waiting rooms, living rooms, hospital rooms, and offices reading these words. Each of them feeling connected. Remembering that we aren’t so alone.
We might not have met, but in my heart, (and often on this page) I call you friend.
We’re a lot a like you and me. We both have fears and worries, anxieties and stresses, hopes and dreams, and circumstances that we are walking through at this very moment.
We are each in the middle of our own stories. But even though details of our lives might be unique, I like to find where they intersect. I try to find our common ground and pull you up for a minute.
It’s nice up here as we take a break from the chaos of the day that seems to wait at the end of these words.
Take a deep breath with me.
Okay. Now, here’s the deal. In a minute, life will continue. The kids will need your attention, or you will have to reply to emails and help customers. Your dishes will still need to be washed, the clothes folded, the toys picked up. You will still have meetings and appointments and people waiting for you. You will still have to decide what to do next. You will still have to face what is up ahead…
But just for a second, just for a few more minutes – I want you to hang out here with me. I’m not asking you to do anything. Nope. Nothing.
I’m not asking you to give any more of yourself when you already feel spread thin. I’m not adding one more thing to your list of things to do.
Today, friend, I wanted to give you permission to just – be.
Yes. That’s it. Listen to my heart.
I know that some days you feel overlooked and underappreciated. I know that you feel overwhelmed by the demands you face. I know that you worry if you’re messing everything up, or if it is all too late, or worth it. I know that there are times when you feel unloved or unseen.
I don’t know what you’re walking through, but sometimes, you just need someone to say – I see you right where you are.
So, I will be the one to say it. I see you tired momma, worried wife, lonely woman. I see you dutiful employee, underappreciated worker, unpraised servant. I see you desperate, hurting, afraid. I see you broken, weary and uncertain.
And you know what?
It’s okay to feel the way that you do. Too often, we spend more time figuring out how we should feel and trying to feel that way than just giving ourselves permission to feel the way that we do.
So today, I’m proud to be the one to remind you that who you are, what you think, and how you feel… matters. You matter.
And no matter what you have waiting for you back in your day, I hope that you remember those words.
Have a great day, friend. Know that you are prayed for and thought of often.
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