As things in my life are shifting around, one of the things that I have become very grateful for is the value of the friendship of others. This manifests itself in many ways. Sometimes that looks like someone who listens as I talk. Sometimes that looks like an encouraging word via text. Sometimes that looks like a card in the mail. Sometimes it looks like a conversation full of give and take where permission is given for authentic response on both sides.
I have been the recipient of all of this and more over the past weeks.
And today I hope that I am able to give that gift as I wait with my friends during their daughter’s brain surgery.
Because sometimes friendship looks like sitting in a waiting room and listening, laughing, crying, and supporting.
Run, Mary, Run!