Not Alone...

Today I had the opportunity to meet up with 2 gals I have had the pleasure of getting to know better over the last 6 months. I met them through a local support group for military wives. I normally steer clear of these types of groups but, for whatever reason, this one has drawn me in and I am so blessed that it has.

After the last few weeks of dealing with an intense internal anger spell, I desperately needed a day out of this house in the company of those who lift my spirit, share my feelings and frustrations, and understand what it is that I am going through. It takes a special kind of person to fill this role. To have found a group of ladies that help me through these rough times is a blessing beyond all expectations. I love that I can be totally open and honest about my life and my feelings and they don't judge me in the least and even offer words of encouragement and support. 

It felt so good to laugh and share and wander through stores aimlessly as we just enjoyed being together. As we sat down to lunch I thought to myself how very different each of us are as individuals; raised in different areas, different home lives, different educational backgrounds, beliefs, and so much more. Yet, we share a common thread that runs through each of us and ties us together in a way that is almost beyond explanation. That thread is so strong that it binds our spirits to each other in a way that we can't even bond with our own family members.  The shared struggle, the feeling of being tired and worn down, and the constant weight of what this life has given us is not erased by each other but the burden is lessened as we carry it together.  Honestly, it's more calming to know there are these amazing, genuine women in my life than the feeling I get from any of the prescribed remedies I have on hand.  I am still tired, and I am still worn down....they are too. However, we are Not Alone.