Every woman needs another woman in her life who has walked before her . . . one who can share her stories, lessons, and wisdom. We all have at least one and some are blessed with many.
The real gift is knowing there is an infinite source of support available when we need it the most.
On one of the rougher roads on my journey, I found myself exhausted from the constant struggle of trying to keep it all together. I was tired from pretending everything was OK, and I was mentally and physically worn from thinking I could do it all. I was resisting reaching out for support. It was important to me that people saw me as a strong woman. Well, strong was starting to not work for me any longer . . . I could feel my foundation begin to crumble beneath me.
One of my greatest life lessons came from a dear friend who reminded me that “even Jesus could not do it alone—he had 12 disciples.” At this moment, I knew she was right. I decided to find the support I needed from those who had walked my path, who had empathy and compassion for my scenarios, and would not try to fix me, but would love me through to the other side.
Today, I honor and celebrate all of the women who have walked before me, shared their stories, and held me gently.
She taught me to listen to my still, small voice and trust my listening. In this process, I learned an authentic life is an honest life and the one I choose to live out.
She held me close during my darkest moments. Her presence was gentle, nurturing, and comforting. I always knew I would never be judged, only heard and she would always be a safe place for me to fall.
She coached me when I stumbled. Her wise words would be the compass of some of my biggest life choices. She could always see my possibilities and my greatness . . . even when I could not.
She pushed me when I wanted to quit. When I thought I had nothing more to give . . . when I thought I could not take another step . . . when I was tired and worn, her voice was firm and loving.
She inspired me on every level—emotionally, physically, and spiritually. In her eyes, I could see everything that was possible for a woman. Her confidence, beauty, and grace were always present, and in the wake of every encounter, her wisdom lingered for days.
She loved me deeply, in a way like no other woman. Her love was raw, unconditional, and truly authentic. I know today I am a better person and a stronger woman because of her.
And I pray every day that I can be that woman for someone else.
Previously published on Women for One