
09/07/2025
Some kindnesses are so powerful they move you to tears. Not because they are grand or loud or monumental, but because they arrive exactly when the weight is too much to bear.
A stranger who waits with you on the curb whilst your hands shake. A friend who texts "I'm here" without needing a reply. The colleague who says “take a break for a moment - I’ve got this.” These moments often don’t cost the other person a thing; and yet, they are priceless.
Because they don’t come to fix you; they come to make room for you. And in that room - spacious, gentle, unthreatening - you find, often without meaning to, that you can finally fall apart. That you don’t have to keep holding it all together. The armour you’ve worn for so long starts to slip, not because someone pries it off, but because - for the first time in a while - you’re not bracing for harm.
It’s the safety of it.
The tenderness.
The sense that someone is holding a bit of the weight with you, even if they can’t take it away.
And that gentle moment; that safe space, that permission - being allowed to crumble without judgment - can feel like relief.
Yes, some kindnesses are so powerful that they move us to tears. But maybe it isn’t the kindness itself that makes it powerful.
Maybe it’s how much we need it.
*****
For anyone who's ever said (or been told) "don't hug me, you'll make me cry." ❤
Becky Hemsley 2025
Beautiful artwork by the brilliant Lisa Aisato