The End...
Let's Walk Together
While you walk in the darkness, let me offer you my hand.
I will not call it light because I am in darkness too.
I am your equal, rather than your rescuer.
I too see the days end and feel the weight that I alone carry.
I will smile, cry, furrow my brow and not pretend that you don't too.
I will be authentic and share with you and listen to you.
Let's walk together.
You do not have to pretend to be happy if you are not feeling that way.
There is no reward for plastic smiles.
Even though a smile may feel better, it is your choice.
It's not your duty.
I'm not saying we should have a pity party.
Let's be real.
Let's walk together.