I awoke this morning,
fearful to meet people.
Especially my team members or those I wanted to appear strong before.
A part of me wanted to disappear, to just say I wasn’t up to it.
But people still came to visit.
To walk with me and sit with me and chat with me and cry and laugh with me.
For that, thank you.
For showing me it is not in my strength that I am loved, but equally in my weakness.