As I listened to Simon Sinek this Sunday morning and how through the pandemic he and his friends would call just to say how are you.
The importance of a friend who you can cry with if necessary when things are tough.
How each person will react differently to trauma and never realise that they have feelings of depression until the feelings take over, finding it difficult to sleep or even find the motivation to get out of bed.
How even in a world connected through the internet, social media, the power of voice and touch, the human connection is still vital to help each person rise from whatever challenge they may be facing.
Poem – I miss my friend by Parker
I miss my friend,
The one who would listen,
The one who would comfort my Soul.
The one who would just love me unconditionally,
The one who held my hand through darkness,
A cave so dark and lonely.
The one who would give me a tissue,
To wipe away the tears.
The one who was thoughtful and understanding,
The one who would analyse my thoughts,
The one who cared.
Now there is silence,
The phone doesn’t ring anymore,
The messages are no longer received or reciprocated.
Left are just the memories,
Like a cloud that floats away,
When the sun shines,
Bringing us a sense of warmth,
A feeling of optimism,
When the memories of their words,
Echo in the silence of the winds,
Yes you can,
Rise and shine,
I miss my friend.