You may feel isolated.
Unseen. Unheld.

But solitude does not mean abandonment.

There are others out there,
quietly walking beside you, carrying the same ache, asking the same questions. 

They, too, are trying to believe the same hard truths about their own worth.

You are not strange for feeling this way.

You are not the only one.

Even in your quiet seasons, life finds ways to reach you.

A song. A breeze. A moment of light through the trees.

These are not accidents. These are reminders.

You are not alone.