To each of you.
Mike, I am in awe of you for reaching out to a friend, taking her hand, and offering to breathe through it with her. This is a safe space. There’s no one here willing to watch anyone wade into total darkness. Everyone is an ear for listening, a heart for loving, a mind for guiding. No one truly wants anyone to sift through the pits of Hell feeling totally and utterly alone.
You have a gang, a tribe, a full on battleship ready and willing to attack any enemies threatening to keep you from living/learning/loving and doing it every single day. I hope you both hear me. I hope I am heard. I hope these words are felt. Truly, I do.