I Can’t

I can’t tell you when happiness will return. Or if it will return. Or how it will return.

But I can hold hope for you when you are feeling hopeless.

I can point you to the sun after all of the days of grey.

I can remind you that it was there all along, even when hidden by insidious, snow-laden clouds.

I can listen and be with you in your sadness; however it looks in this moment.

I know sadness.

I can remind you that you are not alone in whatever it is you are going through and remind you that you have very real reasons to feel the way that you do.

And we can laugh together over phrases like who does that? Because we have walked together through the mess, and we genuinely wonder. But we also know.

WE do that! I DID that! 

We are doing it!

Moving through life one day at a time, holding on to hope and to friendship and to each other.

So I can’t make empty promises or give trite answers, but I can love you and believe with you and remind you that it was not always thus and will not always be thus.

Thanks for heart-composting with me! I appreciate your words.