there are moments when we watch the hearts of those we love break, and ours break right along with them. arms are never long enough, hands can't possibly hold tight enough, words always come too slow, and we find ourselves feeling helpless in the moments we are needed the most.
there is so much more i want to say about this...i type, delete, and re-type...nothing seems to be coming out right. what i want to say is that it's our pasts that lead us through these moments...we find the words, or offer gentle silence based upon what worked for us when we were hurting. sometimes it helps, and sometimes it doesn't. but, we bear the burden for eachother regardless...offering whatever we can in the hopes something we say or do gives them even the smallest amount of peace. and, it is in these moments where we just might find answers to some of the why's in our own life. kind of a sick irony, but if you really think about it; it's true.
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