It often occurs to me that, if the expression has not become too cliche, everyone is fighting a hard battle. Whether they voice it or not and whether they acknowledge the true extent of their hardship or not. Everyone is overcoming something, overwhelmed by something, struggling to hold this crazy life together for one reason or another or a thousand reasons…everyone.
And yet the world is full of acts of kindness, of wonder of beauty. People showing love in small but significant ways and heart achingly huge ways.
Artists out there continue to create beautiful things made with love all the while battling inner demons.
People show up, listen, hug, care, laugh, cry and give, in spite of their own hardship or perhaps because of it. In recognition and solidarity that we are all in this together.
We are not alone. And if you are reading this, you are connected to this thread of togetherness and strength and bravery and wonder and so can never be alone.
I am thankful for that.