I belong to several groups on FB which have to do with some of what I’ve endured in my life. One of them is a breast cancer group where women share and are supported by others who have breast cancer in common. Do you belong to any groups as well?
Anyway, one of the women posted about being recently diagnosed and then having been served divorce papers within a few weeks. Devastated on both accounts, she was looking for help, for support and the outpouring of love and kindness was heartwarming. Truly amazing as the kindness shown to her was above all expectations in this day and age of social media quirkiness.
What I wrote to her may not have been what she was expecting, but I saw a vision of her and I shared it. Only time will tell how it was received, if I even get a response, as the replies were abundant. It was interesting how each woman took her post and replied to what came to them. Some gave her divorce advice. Others gave her love and support for the breast cancer. Some shared their stories and struggles. Others just liked it. Some replied saying they were enduring the same thing at this time. But all with emotional attachments for the breast cancer…having endured it to some level in their own lives.
We bond by our experiences. Or not. I have known women who also endured breast cancer who never want to share about it. They seem to pretend that chapter in their lives never existed. They didn’t want to be a part of the pink movement. They quietly had their experiences and put it behind them. There are others who are great shoulders to cry upon and outreaching hands to hold when needed by others. Either way is right as long as it’s authentic to you.
Sometimes we need someone to hold our hands while we walk through difficult times. I have been fortunate to have hands to hold through mine. I”m here if you need help too. Just reach out. Life’s burdens are often not as heavy when shared.