I never knew angels can cry too. But apparently they do. And today I saw my angel cry. It was heartbreaking to see her like this. But my angel is strong. So she did what can be expected of her - put up a brave face and get through the rest of the day.
I am proud of her. She did a great job of getting herself together. She could have thrown a tantrum and made a scene. But she has grace. She composed herself, went back, and started working again. Just because you choose to stay silent and let things go doesn't mean you are a weak person. In fact, you are stronger. That is what she has taught me. She showed me that silence is strength.
And I should have been there for her when the day ended for both of us. But I couldn't. I was called back for something important and she had to leave. I tried to get her to wait for a few minutes but she was too upset to talk immediately. So she left and I let her go. But then I called her up to check on her. She had gotten better by then and she talked. She let all her frustration out and felt good.
I am happy that I can be the shoulder that she can lean on. I can be the listening ear to her frustrations. More importantly, I am lucky enough to be trusted by her to talk about her joys and despair. I will listen to her as long as she wants to talk - whenever wherever.