Our Relationship is a Touch-Point

Have you ever broken up with a friend? I haven't, but I have been broken up with once. I think it was 4th grade, and it wasn't some bring dramatic event, but a soft affirmation that we had other best friends that were more deserving of our time. It still hurt.

I had been thinking about breaking up with a friend over the course of a few months, and while I've moved on from that idea strictly, I still played all those games in my head where you create and perfect the conversation. In my mind I explained to them the reason I didn't feel that our relationship was the healthiest for either of us anymore, but when it came down to it, it was a metaphor that imaginary me used on imaginary them which caused me to stay.

Some relationships, the best ones, build you up and strengthen you in your weakest moments. They lift and balance you. They withstand all struggles. Our relationship, I reasoned, was like a yogi's hands in a forward fold. (Stick with me.) In a good forward fold there is no weight in the hands, because when there is you risk missing out on your deepest fold... you accidentally hold yourself out, holding yourself up from your potential. But those hands become a gentle touch-point, a way to maintain your awareness of your position in space, a way to feel safer and more balanced.

Our relationship might not be weigh-bearing, I realized, but it is a Touch-Point. And its okay to have those relationships too; ones that might not carry the heavy weight in life, but still help you keep your sense of balance.

Who are touch-points in your life? Who are weight-bearers?