So many thoughts tonight about the power of mutual vulnerability in regards to strengthening bonds as we hurtle through space.
Today I reached out for help. Help arrived in the form of my husband taking an afternoon off of work and accompanying me to a doctor appointment. I’m not sure I would’ve gotten out the door without him.
My instinct was to apologize to him for asking him to come help me. I resisted, knowing that saying “I’m sorry” would make me feel just a little bit worse.
As I pondered that, he reminded me that I’ve come along with him to appointments before, appointments he may have not attended without me. I felt so relieved in that moment. And so loved. To be sharing life with someone who has my back is one thing. To hear that he feels I have his too is quite another.
There is safety in sharing our struggles. You’ve got me. I’ve got you. We’re in this together.