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Last night, I saw a side to her that I had never witnessed before; she provided tenderness and warmth that was so desperately needed. I did not want to cry when I saw her but it was inevitable. As she held me close, I could feel her intentions. I tried to stay present. I could smell her scent on her clothes, feel her breathing and hear her heart beating. In that moment, I knew she understood everything about me: my grief, guilt, sadness, terrible remorse and pain. She has been living the same story. I love her, I am thankful for our friendship and the temporary cessation of suffering that her arms provided.