“I want to tell you something, and I want you to really hear it.”

She looked up at me.

“You never have to carry anything alone ever again,” I told her.

“Do you understand me?

Not a baby, not a worry, not a secret, not a hard thing of any kind.

Ever.

If something is heavy, you don’t hold it by yourself and wait to see if you can manage.

You come to me, and we carry it together.