we are a textile, interlacing fabric that flexes, tumble-dries, breaks, warms, clothes… together. no thread is by itself, and no life stands on its own. it’s us woven together that makes happiness real, relationships a necessity, and what makes the pursuit of knowing our manufacturer an amazing experience, should the choice be to view God as the ideator and orchestrator of our threads.

but creationism metaphors aside, the fact is that we exist, and that relationships are important. no one would be born without the fabric of procreation, nor would anybody survive infancy without receiving continual nourishment. any type of family is the perfect example – we obviously need the help of other people, and those who refuse the idea will only find themselves just barely surviving. and those who make it in life, those who succeed, with or without God, indisputably owe it in large part to the people who have helped and grew with them along the way.

i’ve realized that, yes, my life is woven with other people. it’s connected into my family, into my friends, into teachers, mentors, and everyone else who cares. and when my life is struggling and going through hardships, i’ve realized that i can’t keep thinking like i’m the only one in pain. there are people worrying with and about you, stressed with and about you, not knowing what’s going on with and about you, crying with and about you. it’s shocking, comforting, surreal, and straight up wonderful to see how large your network really is, and often times it’s when we choose to open up to the threads beside you to realize the tie-dye of support that’s around you.. and in your life’s fabric there’s always someone reaching out.