Our silent presence often brings more comfort than trying to say something profound.
When Stephanie and I were walking through some of our darkest days after the passing of our son Jesse, we don’t remember much of what was said.
But we do remember those who simply showed up—who comforted us with their presence.
Many times, a simple touch, a quiet hug, or just being there can bring more healing in the face of tragic loss than a thousand well-meaning words.
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