Room Full of People p2

We are surrounded by people family, friends, strangers yet somehow we are still alone. Alone in a room full of people, waiting for someone to reach out first. Not to fix us. Not to save us. Just to listen. Just to stay. Just to sit beside us long enough for the loneliness to soften. Maybe we don’t need someone who knows our whole story. Maybe we just need a stranger someone who cares enough to notice, to reach out, to take our hand and not let go.