The small words of encouragement I have received from others are like little drops of water on a parched tongue. On their own they cannot nourish, but in total they offer refreshment and more than enough to keep me going on the next bit of the journey.
I am so grateful for everybody that has offered me a small piece of encouragement, particularly over the past 18 months. Reminding me that I am strong. That I can write. That I am brave. That I am courageous. That I can hold space.
I write these things here not to brag. I write them because I forget and I doubt and I need to remember.
I will in turn remember to offer encouragement to others who are in the arena.