Here — You Carry It

Worn skates left on the frozen ice abandoned.

Here- You Carry It.  (Women Who Carry Too Much)

They handed me two skating aids across the counter. Not light little frames. Not manageable plastic tools.

Heavy. Awkward. Unwieldy.

I wasn’t even the one skating. But here I was — handed something I didn’t ask for, expected to carry it like it was nothing.

And they slipped. The man behind the counter just lifted them over — no warning, no explanation of how heavy they’d be. When he let go, they dropped straight out of my hands. Two stacked together — too much.

They hit the ground with a loud thunk. Hard. Embarrassing. I even had to jump out of the way so they didn’t smash my toe.

And I thought… this is my life. Here, You- Carry It! You always do.

This is what it’s like to be the one who holds it all together while falling apart inside.

No one meant harm. They were just caught up in the rush — getting everyone else inside, moving fast, managing their own part.

But they didn’t look long enough to see I couldn’t carry one more thing.

And I did what I always do: I dragged the weight behind me. Didn’t ask for help. Didn’t say a word.

It’s funny how something small can hold up a mirror. But that day, it did.

Because this is how so many of us live —the strong ones. The ones who always find a way. The ones who carry the things no one else sees, because they assume we can handle it.

Until we can’t.

Until our bodies ache. Our nerves fry. Our faith feels thin. And we’re dragging heavy burdens behind us, just trying not to collapse in front of the people we love. We are women who have learned to carry too much and need to release what is not ours.

I've learned this…

Real strength isn’t dragging what’s too heavy. It’s knowing when to say: “This isn’t mine to carry alone.”

And maybe you need that too.

You don’t have to collapse before you ask for relief. You don’t have to do it all to prove your worth. You’re not less faithful because you’re exhausted.

I don’t have all the answers. But I’ve walked this road. And I help women like us put some of the weight down —and rebuild from something gentler.