Friendship.

Friendships are gifts.

The ability to bare your soul to new friends and being embraced by words, encouragement and heartbreak. Our collective story is tragic, and it's worth telling.

I've had a not-so-great stint the past couple days. Feeling extremely tired, sad, and just not wanting to engage. I've tuckered myself out.

I've found strength, encouragement, favor and lots of warmth from friends who have prayed, brought me gifts, and just sat with me despite not being my usual bright and cheery self.

Friendships are gifts. They remind me that life gets better, that life is worth pressing into, worth dealing with the funky days.

I am grateful for you.