There are some friendships that mark your soul like gold lines in broken pottery — subtle yet unbreakable. She was that kind of friend. Not flawless, but faithful. Not loud in her care, but steadfast in her presence. She didn’t need to fix me; she simply stayed.

When my laughter thinned into silence, she listened. When my strength faltered, she held space. When others turned away, she remained — proof that a real connection still exists. Her friendship became a quiet sanctuary where I could breathe, be seen, and begin again.

I only have one, maybe two friends who reach out to me from time to time — just because they thought of me and wanted to know how I’m doing. For most of my life, I’ve been the one reaching out to everyone, carrying the conversations, tending the bonds. Yet now, I’ve learned to focus on those rare few who reciprocate, who reach back with the same gentleness I’ve offered. Those are the friendships that hold steady, the ones that breathe mutual grace and understanding.

True friendship isn’t about constant cheer or perfect understanding. It’s about showing up when it’s hardest to do so. It’s about holding loyalty, trust, and grace in the same hand and offering them freely.

I’ll always be grateful for the kind of love that stays—not because it must, but because it chooses to.

💡Reflection:

• Who has stayed beside you through your darkest valley? 🤔

• How might you honour them today with words or actions of gratitude? 🤔

🙌 Prayer:

Lord, thank You for friends who remain when life feels uncertain. Thank You for their loyalty, patience, and grace. Help me to love with the same constancy — to be a safe place for others as You are for me. Let every act of friendship reflect Your faithful heart.

In Jesus’ Name, Amen.