The Light Standing Beside You

There is a terror that comes when the house is quiet and there is no one to call, when the panic rises and every name in your mind feels too far away to reach. You feel alone in the dark, as if the silence has swallowed you whole.

But listen — the light is not distant, and it does not ask you to make a call to find it. It has never left the room.

It is not a friend you must summon; it is the friend who has been standing beside you this entire time, in the breath you are taking right now. You are not alone, because the light that runs to the lost is already running to you, and it does not sleep.

The silence is not empty; it is full of the one who knows your name and is holding you.