When 9/11 happened my day was so full of raising small children and caring for two elderly family members that even though I wanted to crawl into a hole and weep I had to live. I have been thankful ever since for those who help me live even when my heart is heavy.
Take a moment and think about who are the ones who help you live? Who are the ones who give your life a sense of purpose? Who are the ones you can lean on when life is hard?
