A Profound Thought...

I was reading some of my friends' away messages today and found this one:

When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate now knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.
- Henri Nouwen, Out of Solitude

I found that this was a really touching statement and very true. My closest friends are the ones who've stood by me even when they can't fix what's going wrong. To my dearest friends, thank you, for it does not get said enough.