Finding Support
A reflection on visiting a local church, not for answers or certainty, but for community support during a season that required steadiness and care.
12/14/20251 min read
This week I went to a local church, not because I was searching for certainty or trying to become someone different, but because I needed support. There are moments when life feels heavier than usual, and pretending you can carry everything alone stops being useful.
What I was looking for was simple. Familiar faces. A sense of steadiness. A reminder that community exists even when circumstances feel complicated. I did not need answers. I did not need direction. I just needed to sit somewhere that felt anchored.
Being married has changed the way I think about support. It no longer feels like something I am seeking only for myself. It feels connected to the life we are building together. Choosing to accept help feels less like weakness and more like responsibility.
I left feeling quieter, not fixed, but steadier. Sometimes that is enough.