Take off the mask you’re wearing, friend. The mask that shows a happy face. You don’t need to wear it around me.
You must be tired from maintaining the facade that pretends everything is okay when it is anything but. The facade that is well worn, haggard, and hanging by a thread. Take it off, friend, and rest your weary soul. Your grief is safe with me.
Show up as you are and fill the silence with your words. Set your feelings free, allowing them to be the truth you’ve been hiding behind the mask.
Bear your sadness. Spread it far and wide.
Let your guard down. Allow your tears to fall freely.
Tell me your deepest heartaches, your sharpest pains, your greatest fears.
I will not interrupt. I will not judge. I will not walk away.
Instead, I will sit with you in your sadness, comfort you in your pain, and offer a listening ear.
I will embrace your words with grace, love, and understanding. Like a sanctuary, they will find a haven in the space between us.
And, when your heart is overwhelmed by the weight of grief, I will help you carry it. When there are no words, I will sit with you in stillness, silence, and understanding.
Friend, I know the journey you have walked.
I know the emptiness in your eyes. I know the sorrow sitting deep within your soul. I know it because I’ve experienced loss too.
You are not alone in your sadness. You are not alone in your healing. You are not alone in your grief. You and I—we are forever bound together by our shared sorrows.
Please remember you have found a true companion in me. A partner who will walk this road with you. A trusted presence who will be there by your side, no matter how long it takes. No matter how difficult the journey.
You will not face this alone, my friend. So, rest your weary soul. Your grief is safe with me.
Originally published on the author’s blog
by Her View From Home 
