10/24/2026
May you remember
that you, too, are held.
May you know when to reach out
and when to release,
when to speak
and when simply to remain.
May you offer what is yours to give
without carrying what was never yours to bear.
May there be hands that hold you
when your own hands grow weary,
ears that listen when you need to speak,
and places where you need not be
the strong one,
the wise one,
or the one who knows what to do.
May rest find you
before exhaustion demands it.
May joy surprise you
in the midst of responsibility.
And may you remember
that your presence is a gift—
but your wholeness matters, too.
May the care you so freely offer others
find its way back to you.