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Writer's pictureBritt Lindsay

Poptarts Are Sandwhiches

Friendship is a weird and unique thing but it's the beautiful compliment to the unpredictable nature of life.

We have friends for different seasons of life, ages, and stages.


Friendship is the greatest love story to exist.


They see us at our absolute lowest and meanest, yet they continue to love us and show up.


They see the ugly cries, the belly deep laughs (that may include a snort) and the awkward moments that make everyone cringe.


And sometimes, without intention or ill will tears come from the beauty of their safety and vulnerable spaces they create.

They remind us time and time again that we are worthy of love.

Worthy of happiness, laughter, good times, and they show up for all of it.

They dry our tears, sit in silence when words would fall on deaf ears and consider it their honor.

They hold us tight when everything around us crumbles and prove to be a stabling force.

They show up to fight when we need support and back up.


And the beauty is that they promise to keep doing so.


In a world where people come and go, where life is the most unpredictable, they fight for us to be accepted, to be seen, and to be heard.


As I reflect on the journey that was 2022 I am so thankful for my people.


The beautiful humans who paused when grief showed up at my front door unannounced to me; but they were quietly waiting for.


The souls who supported and continue to support my dreams and stoke the fire within when it gets hard to see the how.


The past 2 years of my life have been a roller coaster to put it mildly.


I've sat in empty rooms once full of people and things.


I've closed doors permanently and walked away from things that did not serve me.


I've become more confident in my calling and learned that creating comes from my Creator.


I've learned that waiting is the sweetest season even when it comes from a painful "not yet".


I've learned that experiences and moments can be both/and.


That life can be good and hard.


That love can show itself in grief and endurance.


That purpose can be lonely and full of joy.


2023, I'm not sure what will unfold over the coming days, weeks, and months.


I hope that this year is gentle but I know that if it's not encouragement will always come when it's needed.



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