We need someone who believes in us—who can see the light when we’ve forgotten where we shine.

There are seasons when the weight of things feels too much, when dreams seem too far away, and self-belief slips quietly out the back door. In those moments, a voice saying “I got you” can feel like sunlight breaking through the clouds. It doesn’t erase the storm, but it helps us remember the way home. Sometimes that person IS home.

We need someone whose faith in us wraps around our weary hearts,
steadying us when our own hands shake and our voice lost it’s sound. Their belief becomes a soft place to land, a hand to hold until we can find strength again.

Sometimes, when we’re lost in doubt, it’s hard to accept that kind of grace. We think we should do it all alone, forgetting that letting someone believe in us is also a kind of bravery.
It’s whispering, “I’m not sure I can yet—but maybe you’re right about me.”

And if no one is there in that moment— close your eyes and imagine.
See yourself in the place you long to be: steady, whole, enough. Feel what it’s like to stand there, to breathe in that future as if it’s already yours. Let that vision guide you forward, a small light flickering against the dark.

Belief—whether borrowed or born new—has a way of finding us,
and leading us gently back to ourselves.