me, too

“the two most powerful words where we’re in struggle: ‘me, too’ ” ~ Brene Brown (from “Listening to Shame”)

There’s so much I can say about this and I’m having trouble putting it all into words this evening.  Those words, “me, too” mean so much to me.  It means I am not alone.  It means someone else has faced similar circumstances (and they’ve made it through them).  Or perhaps they’re still in the midst of those circumstances and they’re still standing.  I feel emboldened to continue on.  If someone else has walked before me or is walking beside me then I can walk too.

“Me, too” means someone understands.  That I can pour my heart out without the fear of being judged for my words, my thoughts.  It means a shoulder to cry on, a listening ear.

Empathy is powerful.  It connects us.  It brings us hope and renews our strength.

2 Replies to “me, too

  1. Carol- as I read this post the words to one of my favorite songs from one of my favorite songwriters kept running through my head. I’d like to share it with you…
    http://youtu.be/ech7sBDMzIQ

    “I’ll Go Too”
    When I was young I often said
    That there were ugly things beneath my bed
    I’d slip downstairs when I got scared
    Into the safety of Dad’s easy chair
    That chair was like a long deep sigh
    And I’d stay until he’d say it’s time
    But he’d always put his hand in mine
    And tell me
    “I’ll go too.”

    I’ll go too
    I’ll go too
    That’s what he’d say
    That’s what he’d do
    Don’t go alone I’ll walk with you
    I’ll go too

    When I was learning how to swim
    I’d look down at the water and back at him
    He’d say “Take my hand, we’ll both jump in.
    I’ll go too.”

    I’ll go too
    I’ll go too
    That’s what he’d say
    That’s what he’d do
    Don’t go alone I’ll walk with you
    I’ll go too

    So many nights I’ve wondered
    So many things to brave
    So many acts of courage we face each and every day

    I put on my new white dress
    I had my doubts if I could do the rest
    And he said “Take my hand just do your best.
    I’ll go too.”

    I’ll go too
    I’ll go too
    That’s what he’d say
    That’s what he’d do
    Don’t go alone I’ll walk with you
    I’ll go too

    In the quiet cold of the April snow
    It was time to finally let her go
    I took his hand and said “I know.
    I’ll go too.”

    One day we all will understand
    As we walk right in to the Promised Land
    But I hope an angel takes me by the hand
    And tells me
    “I’ll go too.”

    I’ll go too
    I’ll go too
    That’s what he’ll say
    That’s what she’ll do
    Don’t go alone I’ll walk with you
    I’ll go too

    I’ll go too
    I’ll go too
    That’s what he’ll say
    That’s what she’ll do
    Don’t go alone I’ll walk with you
    I’ll go too

    I’ll go too

    I’ll go too
    ~Carrie Newcomer

  2. Thanks for popping onto my blog, Maureen. That song “I’ll Go Too” is beautiful. Thanks for sharing it.

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