I hope you have a friend that sits.

I hope you have someone who won’t ask questions, or tell you what they would do in your shoes, or how they’ve handled a similar situation. I hope you have a friend that sits.

I hope you have a friend that will take you to a restaurant and buy your lunch, and not expect you to eat a bite. I hope you have a friend that will ask the waiter for a box while you cry quietly.

I hope you have a friend that will come pick you up and take you to church with them and sit, holding your hand as you weep into their shoulder. I hope you have a friend that sits.

I hope you have a friend that opens their home to you when you cannot bear to be alone. I hope they putter around busily, making dinner and coffee and maybe baking a cake for a coworker. I hope you have a friend that is kind and quiet and keeps the TV on the cooking channel.

I hope your friend has a dog. Because dogs help everything. And dogs sit, too.

I hope you have a friend that isn’t ashamed to have no other purpose than to be on suicide watch because they love you.

I hope you have a friend that goes with you when you’re ready, no matter what it is you’re ready for. I hope they sit beside you in your car, laughing manically, or singing at the top of their lungs.

I hope you have a friend that sits, and asks nothing of you, besides, “When you’re ready, can I go with you?”

You need a great many friends in this life. But I hope you are blessed with at least one friend who sits.

And if you find yourself lacking, I can be that for you. It would be my honor and pleasure.