There’s a piece of writing I’ve always loved: people come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime.
A reason. It’s to meet a need. To hold out a hand when you’re stumbling, to share a resource, to offer the right word at the right time. Those moments change you, even if they’re brief.

I’m here to serve you, not save you.

How did I get the two mixed up for so many years? Because I’m human, and that’s what humans do sometimes.