When in troubled times I doubt myself, I feel lost and alone. Darkness falls around me as I walk alone, trying to find a ray of hope and light to show me the way. Stumbling I fall and lay still on the ground, eyes closed and pray for a sign, some hope to help me get up and go. And then like an angel, my friend appears, reaching down to help me up. Brushing me off, you hold me close, helping me take my first step after my fall. I don’t even have to see your smile, because I feel it way down deep into my heart. I feel the glow of your heart, and it warms my soul, from the bitter cold of loneliness, to the warm embers of my friends love for me. We walk along and you slowly release me, from holding me close to just holding my hand. And after a time you walk away from me, telling me you will be with me always. And even when you’re away I feel you close to me, holding me, keeping me close to you. I don’t have to wonder where you are because even though your not standing here holding my hand, your spirit is here, I feel it warm and strong, and in my ear I hear you whisper, “I am here always”.
