I see you.

One day, a long time ago, I was significantly struggling. 
 I was trying hard to get through.  I avoided all eyes,  forced every smile, and swallowed the ugly cry that kept trying to creep up my throat.  I thought I was doing pretty well at the Big Fake.
And then.
A person, not a stranger, but almost a stranger, came up to me, looked me right in the eye and said,

i see you.
you aren't alone.

Then she patted my hand and walked away.
It meant the whole world to me that day.

Today I paid it forward and I witnessed the power of simply bearing witness.
I didn't fix anything.                   (i see you)
Nothing essential was changed.                    (you aren't alone)
But in that honest moment, there was a space for hope.

Thank you lady of long ago for sharing your blessing with me. Your name is lost in some errant file of my brain but your gift remains.

Everyday miracles in six words and some space. Lovely.