We are all broken

It’s true.

I’m broken. You are broken. We, as humans, are all broken.

You may not know it yet. You may not know it about me. You may see a smile on her face, or my face, or a profile on social media that radiates pure joy, but inside, we’re all made of bits and pieces that need to be picked up and put back together.

Here’s what I know and what I want you to know.

I see you.

You’re not alone.

I’m working on picking me up, you’re working on picking you up and I thank you for being here. I thank you for cheering me on. Please know…I’m your biggest cheerleader too. I’m clapping for you.