Raven_Timothy
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I wake at 0515 hours to find a kind soul has covered me in a blanket. My eyes adjust to the light and I quietly wake Storm. We creep outside and make our way back to the real world and our early morning run. Before leaving I scribble a note and place it on the bar. It reads
‘Hi Friends. Sorry I was so morose last night, it’s just a very difficult time of year for me. I’m expected to be strong and not feel like this but here I feel among friends. Thanks for being here for me.’
There is nothing to forgive. I pretty sure I can speek for all of us when I say that.
Your friends love you for who you are and how you are. If they are true friends that Olympic grows stronger with time, and part of that growth is letting them see your ups and downs.
It is my opinion that just about anyone can share rainbows and cookies. But it takes a strong person to share both our hugs and our tears.