When my father died, I was overcome with grief. I quickly learned that spending time with loved ones was the best medicine. During this time, a friend of mine presented me with a key that said “BREATHE.”
It had been given to her while she was battling cancer. She told me the story of The Giving Keys and said I should keep it close until I didn’t need it any longer and could pass it on.
She mentioned that I would know when the time was right and who should receive it - just like she knew that it was now meant for me. This gesture will always stand out as one of the blessings that came from that dark time.
I kept that key for two years. It brought me so much peace, comfort, and strength. It reminded me that sometimes all I needed to do was BREATHE and things would be okay.
Another dear friend of mine is going through a very tough time and her mother has just entered into hospice. She is so overwhelmed with emotion and I keep telling her to just take one BREATH at a time and everything will work itself out.
I now know exactly who my key was meant for.
I wrapped it up today and dropped it off at her house, along with a book of prayers. I know it will help her through this just as it helped me.
Sometimes all you can do - and all you have to do - is just BREATHE.