This conversation made me cry.
I’m sitting with two of my closest friends and they’re being as honest as they can about not feeling OK. I love these women. I know them. I don’t see them as anything but strong.
They are authors. They speak about God’s goodness.
Yet when Jennifer shared how she felt shame when she came to the end of what she could do on her own, I wanted to pull her close and say I was sorry.
I’m sorry that people thought you were weak when you were being strong.
I’m sorry that you ever felt one second of shame. [Read more…]