I had a dream about someone I haven't talked to in a while. Our friendship sort of ended on a sour note. In my dream, there were many people and we were all climbing a steep grassy hill full of plush green grass. It was a bright and sunny, yet cool day.

Because the hill was so steep, it was very difficult to climb. Hordes of people passed us hiking upward seemingly effortless, while she and I struggled, crawling on our hands and knees. We were very aware of each others presence, but didn't want to acknowledge the other. The awkwardness of our past felt heavy and weighed us down.

Eventually, we were the only two left behind, trying to catch our breath and frustrated that we couldn't get ahead. Exhausted from the difficult climb, we stopped resting on our knees.

We turned and looked at each other, both afraid to speak. I took a breathe and said, "I'm sorry." She said, "No, I'm sorry." Then we hugged.

We grabbed each other by the hand and started pulling our way up the hill, eventually helping each other to our feet. Together, still holding hands, we were able to hike, making our way up the hill to join the others at the top.

We both knew that alone we could not move and remained frustrated in the same place. But by helping each other and putting aside the uncomfortableness, we could do anything.

Chessy, but it rings true.