I remember you once told me, maybe twice, that I am good at making women calm down. I never thought of it as a skill. I never even knew it was something I carried.

maybe you liked it because when your head start heating out of confusion, or you get lost, you need someone to gently bring you back to earth.

today, it was my turn.

fear crept in . not loudly, just enough to make my chest feel tight. I did not want to ruin the day. it had started fresh and beautiful, like something fragile that deserved protection.

I wanted to fix it alone. I almost did.

but then I remembered the lesson we gave ourselves, not to let the small dark dots accumulate, not to let silence grow heavy, to ask for help when it is needed.

so I told you. I let you see the doubt. I let you see the fear.

and you answered with the most supportive, heart warming, beautiful words. we spoke a little. you added humor where it was needed. you softened what felt sharp.

and suddenly I was breathing differently.

I am amazed at how you bring my feet back to the ground. how you tell me not to be afraid without dismissing what I feel.

you are my trust power.