18th day of Lent. Resting in the Words That Give You Ease.

This morning a friend–referring to yesterday’s post–wondered how I managed to overhear the conversation she had at her kitchen table with her daughter who is also experiencing drama with not so friendly friends. After Sweets returned from school I shared the details of what’d been happening to that girl, with her. As she listened, her jaw dropped. She said, “Dad that’s me!”

In that small moment I sensed her relief. Knowing you’re not alone is a powerful experience. I didn’t want to spoil it. She didn’t need any more words, good or bad. I gave her a hug, and let her rest in the ones giving her ease.

 

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