Last night, I caught up with a friend. It’s not always easy to schedule time together with our schedules, so any chance to spend a day together is a treasure.
One of the things we talked about was about my dad losing his job. In a recent post, I talked about how you can tell who really is there for you by how they react to news of a crisis. My friend didn’t try to change the subject when I brought up about my dad, or about the effects it has on my family and me. Instead, she listened. Genuinely, actively listened.
She was there for me. And as we left, she told me how I can always reach out to her to talk. And she meant it.