Friends are very much like scattered little rocks, so that when you lose grip on your boulder you have something else to hold onto. There to encourage. To tell you to keep your chin up. To give you a hug when you’d rather crumple. To pick you up when you finally do crumple. Crumple to that all to familiar…all to comfortable fetal position. Big (soft?) rocks to catch you when you crash and burn…
A dear friend of mine shared this with me earlier.
“May today there be peace within. May you trust that you are exactly where you are meant to be. May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith in yourself and others. May you use the gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you. May you be content with yourself just the way you are. Let this knowledge settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love. It is there for each and every one of us.”
It is a golden little paragraph that made me feel like everything was going to be okay.