I learned something today- comforting someone doesn't always take words.
Sometimes, it's simply the steadfast presence of someone who cares; someone who wishes he or she could do something to take away the pain. And whether the pain be physical or emotional, there's still the feeling that something should be done, something should be said.
But words don't always come. And even if they do, murmurings of comfort, of "it'll be okay", don't always do the trick.
Maybe someone just needs to be there.
Be the crying shoulder, hold a hand, offer a hug.
Because oftentimes, the pain cannot be escaped.
Only endured.
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 1:00 AM UTC
I learned something today- comforting someone doesn't always take words.
Sometimes, it's simply the steadfast presence of someone who cares; someone who wishes he or she could do something to take away the pain. And whether the pain be physical or emotional, there's still the feeling that something should be done, something should be said.
But words don't always come. And even if they do, murmurings of comfort, of "it'll be okay", don't always do the trick.
Maybe someone just needs to be there.
Be the crying shoulder, hold a hand, offer a hug.
Because oftentimes, the pain cannot be escaped.
Only endured.
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