I want this daring to slow down amidst chaos... to reach for one another to say, “Hello, I am here, I don’t have the answer, but I will stand with you.”
There is so much collectivity in pain and so much isolation. But, I wonder if adults can break down.. and throw a temper tantrum at the injustice of it all.
As a naturally strong woman, I am constantly criticized for my strength and size, and to go even further, accused of not being natural at all.
Living real means recognizing that all of us at one time or another will mess up. We're going to be a part of the conditions that cause hurt for others.
If you set up the relationship on a foundation of vulnerability and honesty from the start, you have more chance of it working out.
A world in which we catch a post about their mother passing, and suddenly this stranger from Thursday has a new dimension. They're grieving.