This is what friendship looks like. 

I am currently walking through the hardest season of my life but as mamas, we feel like we’ve always got to put on our big girl pants and just muscle through. Never let ‘em see you sweat, right? Oh girl . . . if there’s one thing this season has taught me, it’s how that sort of lie is terribly dangerous to believe.

I needed my people today. I thought I just needed to call them up and cry about what was happening, but while I was on the phone with my sweet friend, she asked me such an important question. She asked me to just say what I needed and wanted most.

I told her I didn’t want to be alone.

Her response: “I’m on my way.”

I started in with all of the reasons she couldn’t and shouldn’t come. “My house is a disaster.” “I don’t want to burden you.” “It’s such a long drive.”

Her response: “Sister, I don’t care about any of that. You said you don’t want to be alone, so I’m coming.”

Not only did she make the trek from Greeley to Fort Collins, but she picked up another sweet friend along the way. They picked up lunch, they walked into my house, gave me the biggest hugs, and asked, “What can we do?”

My disaster of a house? They helped me clean it and assured me it wasn’t that bad. They let me cry, they made me laugh, we listened to music, and most importantly . . . 

I. Wasn’t. Alone.

Mama, if you’re going through a rough season, know you don’t have to do it by yourself. You don’t even have to know what you need—just start by asking to not be alone.

I know there is someone in your life who will say to you “I’m on my way” if only you’d ask.

And mama, if you have a friend you know is going through it, just offer to come and be there with her. Actually don’t offer—just tell her you’re coming.

Because I guarantee she wants that more than anything and she’s having a hard time being able to say it.

Praying for all of you walking the tough roads right now, whatever that may look like for you. Know that you’re not walking it alone.

We love you, mama!

This post originally appeared on Northern Colorado Moms Blog

 

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