From Bea's Porch

I saw something the other day about loneliness- about feeling like everyone else has people and you’re just outside looking in. About being told you’re welcome, but never quite believing it enough to come.

And it made me think of how often we miss each other.

Because while you’re feeling left out, there are people making space. Setting out an extra plate, hoping this time you’ll come.

People praying for you when you don’t even know it.

Remembering little things about you, just in case it matters someday.

And while you’re wondering if you’ve earned a place, they’re wondering if they really count. If they’re being seen at all.

That’s the funny thing about loneliness- sometimes it doesn’t come from being alone, but from two people missing each other in completely different ways.

One waiting to be let in.

One wondering if they made the invitation clear enough.

Maybe if we were a little more honest, we wouldn’t feel so far apart.

~Bea