Tonight I had the privilege of being the home of a newer friend. With the help of another friend who was interpreting, we were able to get to know one another just a little bit better. We laughed and made jokes and learned more about each other. At one point in the conversation I was telling her about a conversation I had with her son, who thinks the world of her. I had said to him that I thought his mother was a very strong woman to go through all she has been through and still have her faith. And he told me how much he respects her and loves her for all she does for him. As I shared the story with his mother, the tears flowed. And in that moment, I fully realized how very much alike we are deep down inside.
A mother wants to know how much her children love her – no matter how grown they are. A father wants to feel like he has provided for his family – no matter how little they have. A little boy wants to know that there is someone who will keep the boogey-man out of his closet – whether real or imagined. And a little girl wants to know that her daddy loves her with all of his heart – whether they are in the same room or separated by an ocean. A child’s giggles transcend culture. A man’s strength is shown in his eyes. And a woman’s tears are a language that needs no words.
We are the same – that woman and I. We are both made out of tough stuff. And yet we both have tenderness and joy tucked away behind our faces. It will be a while before we are able to share our sorrows and stories. But it is enough to know that there is a kindred spirit inside. I am pretty sure that we both saw each other a little differently tonight. I know for sure that I am forever changed.
Over this past 9 months, I have walked through a lot of hidden bias that I didn’t know was in me. I have overcome some of the fears and thoughts that had kept me bound. I know I have said it before – but my world is a different place. If you have been reading my posts and don’t know exactly what to think…I would like to encourage you to reach beyond your borders. Don’t live vicariously through me but rather live fervidly in your own skin. You might make some awesome new friends who will open up your world.