Hard seasons are basically a sorting hat.

Family. Friend. Partner. Part-time passenger.

Sometimes we need hard days because they do what good days can’t:
they expose the roles people have been playing in your life.

Hard days show you who is family the kind that stays, not just shares DNA.

Who is a friend the kind that checks in without always making it about them.

Who is a partner the kind that carries weight with you, not around you.

And who is a passenger the kind that enjoys the ride but disappears when the road gets rough.