As I mentioned the other day, I am currently home. Well, I am in the city I left 3 years ago for LA... Not exactly the city I grew up in, but the city that started shaping me into who I am today.
This trip has been full. There have been coffee dates, breakfasts, dinners and drinks. Conversations that were some of the hardest I have ever had to have and others that have been a healing balm to my soul.
Today I took a break.... kind of... more like a pause from all the social obligations. I sat at a coffee shop with Drew and set out to get some long over due work done. One of the projects on my (every growing) to-do list was to work on an interview I had put together for the band Gungor. Lisa, who just so happens to be a dear friend of mine, made a point that resonated with my heart... a point, which I have been thinking a lot about in all of the conversations I have been having since arriving home. The idea of "Me Too".
We as humans love knowing we are not alone. The fact that there is someone (somewhere) in the world, who knows exactly what "I am going through" is powerful. Don't you think? Finding connection, hearing someone not only sympathize but empathize with what you are experiencing can be a game changer. I am not saying any two situations are exactly alike, but I am saying that we all struggle, we all fail, we all go through heart break and hardship... it is a part of being human (and it is a beautiful thing).
And so I say, Me Too.