People come into our lives for different reasons, and we don’t always see it clearly at the time. But looking back over this past year, I’ve been incredibly lucky to recognise the helpers, the supporters, the listeners — the ones who understand you even in silence. The calm ones. The loving ones. The funny ones. The ones who give without taking.

After everything I’ve been through, it’s actually the men in my life who have shown a surprising depth of understanding. Maybe because some of them have faced their own shadows, healed, and now offer support to others. I’ve found myself surrounded by male friends more than female ones — no jealousy, no rivalry, just real emotional support when it’s needed.

I’m grateful. Truly.

Linda