This morning...just like every morning, I woke my six year old up for school. I always rub her back and speak softly and give her a little kiss on the cheek. She rolls around a little bit, but she doesn't open her eyes right away. Needless to say, she is not a morning person. So after a few minutes, I always pick her up and carry her downstairs. She is little enough that I can still do that. As I picked her up this morning, she was not wanting to wake up, so she just laid in my arms, not holding on at all. I don't think she even thought about the possibility of me dropping her. There are 16 steps that I had to walk down while carrying her. I had to look over her little head with every step, so I wouldn't miss a step. If I did, we both would go tumbling down and quite possibly be really hurt.
I started thinking, isn't that how we are sometimes? When we are so tired, or confused, and we feel like we just can't take another step.....someone is there to carry us through it. I know without a doubt that when I have days where I am frustrated or sad, I have family and friends who I can just fall into their arms. My little girl wasn't worried or even concerned that I would drop her. She was counting on me to carry her to the destination of the couch without any incident.
It's cool how we can be strong for each other. I have "carried" many of my friends through difficult times. However, there have been times when I'm the one who needs to be carried through. They have been there for me! No questions asked....just carried me through and took those steps that I couldn't seem to take on my own.
Today, as we are in the Thanksgiving season, I am thankful for my family and my friends, who I consider family. Thank you for walking for me when I couldn't; for opening your eyes when mine were closed; and for loving me throughout this life! I am a better person because of you!
