In the summer of 2008, I first met Brian. Brian was an angel sent from God to help me keep going. Okay, I know that sounds dramatic, but legitimately, he's one of two people kept me from walking away from my career. He saw a struggling, sad, lost young woman who needed someone to tell her to buck up and keep going. He was funny. He took me to lunch. He would read over my notes. He told me that the shade being thrown by my first CI was bullshit. He gave me my confidence back. He saw things I didn't. He didn't let me give up. After that rotation, I went on to graduate. I became licensed. We parted ways, but I never forgot him.
Several years we found each other on Facebook. We proceeded to have small conversations. We both moved on from bad relationships and found our forever Bry(i)ans. We shared moments from our lives. We saw each other's life from a distance. Always supportive. Always kind. I learned about the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence. We shared a love of Christmas. I cheered from a state away when he and his Brian married at Disneyland. I lamented them being so close but so far away.
Fast forward to the Great Quarantine of 2020. Brian checked in on my several times a week. Sometimes it was just our little emoji. He swooped in, like he does, and made sure I was good. I wasn't, and I told him that. He would follow up. He's kinda my hero. He is not only one of the best PTs I know; he is just an amazing human. As we have managed our lives through this, I am so delighted to be in pretty regular communication with him. He's amazing.
Brian, you are a wonderful human. Thanks for helping a broken girl become the badass boss girl she was always meant to be. You are a light to our world. I will ALWAYS lift your voice. I will ALWAYS fight to ensure your rights are protected. I will ALWAYS throw shade when the haters come out. Thank you for loving me through my stages. You're my hero. Thanks for being there with a star.
Thank you so much. I sit here wiping back tears as I realize just how much having you in my life has truly meant to me.
ReplyDeleteWhen I met you I was not really sure of myself as a PT. In talking to you and spending time with you, I saw the bad ass therapist I could be. I saw your doubts and how you were treated, and knew that we were two strong people working and living outside our comfort zone. Vegas was destroying my love of humanity and people and meeting you and the few lovely souls I did gave me hope. I saw in you such strength and potential. I saw a friend
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