25/04/2023
When my daughter is having a meltdown. I try my best. Sometimes helps and sometimes not. This resonated with me.
" I couldn’t hold her hand today,
So I held her foot
While I held a prayer
While I held my emotions in check
To ensure there was room for all of hers.
I couldn’t hold her hand today,
So I held her foot
While I held her vulnerability
While I held a posture of support
To advocate for what she knew she needed to cope.
I couldn’t hold her hand today,
So I held her foot
While I held visions of good news
While I held my worries from unraveling
To stay collected in case she took cues from me.
I am a companion
On a journey I didn’t ask for—
No how-to
No instruction manual
No gentle guide to lead us.
I AM the guide,
Learning as I go,
But too busy holding pieces of pain and fear to take notes.
Yet sealed to my brain,
Etched on heart,
Is encouragement for my fellow companions,
Those keeping close as their beloved navigates a difficult journey.
I step off the path for a moment
To let the sun warm my face and offer this message:
Never underestimate the significance
of that hand on their foot
of that assurance in your voice
of that belief you manage to grasp out of thin air.
Your ability to connect in crisis
Without a manual
Without a map
Is the most direct form of love and comfort you can offer in times of uncertainty.
Written by Rachel Macy Stafford