Understanding person-first language and identity-first language.
Do you remember what you wanted to be when you grew up? I recently learned what my son wants to be.
I think of that day at McDonalds often so I remember to be thankful, remember to be kind, and remember to not waste my time comparing.
Hurting people look a lot like your best friend, your coworker, your barista, and yourself. No one gets through a life on earth without some amount of hurt and grief.
An offer to babysit without being asked is the greatest gift you can give to a hurting friend who has children.
I would rather be known as the friend who showed up when no one else did, than be known as the woman who does it all.
Imagine if your spouse had cancer... would you remember to dust your TV stand? Hurting people need a hand with household chores.
Nothing is certain except death, taxes, and your kid saying, "Can I have a snack?"
An acquaintance will check on you when something bad happens. A friend will check on you again and again for weeks or months or years.
I started erasing "If there is anything I can do, let me know." from my vocabulary. Here's why.