“Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.” – Mister Rogers
Easter was the first holiday after I broke the silence. I was 26 and the fallout meant I would spend the day alone. While prepared to do so, it still hurt.
I declined many sweet offers from friends to join their families. I was still too ashamed.
Forever, I will be grateful to one friend who – in the most loving way possible – bullied me into Easter with her family. On the drive back to my house, I wept quiet tears because for that moment, kindness eclipsed everything else.
Omitting the why and subsequent tears, I told that story at her wedding. That single act of determined compassion and kindness still makes me misty.
Look for the helpers.
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