Still Here

Brother,

The road’s been long, hasn’t it? Feels like we’ve walked a thousand miles, some side by side, some with distance stretching wide between us. Some with laughter shaking our ribs, some with silence too thick to cut through.

But I’m still here.

And I need you to know—I see you.

I see the weight in your eyes, the fight in your bones, the way you press forward even when it feels like you’re dragging something heavy behind you. I know that feeling. I know how some days it’s easy to carry, and some days it knocks the wind out of you.

And I know the lie that sneaks in when the nights are too quiet—that you’re doing this alone.

But you’re not.

Brotherhood isn’t built in loud moments. It’s built in the quiet ones. The ones where a hand grips your shoulder and says, I see you, even when you don’t say a word. The ones where you don’t have to ask for help, because someone already knows you need it.

That’s us.

Covenant ain’t about words spoken once and left to fade. It’s about staying, even when it’s hard. Even when life pulls in different directions. Even when we don’t have the words, but we still show up.

So if you’re out there wondering if this bond still holds, if I still see you, if I still have your back—

The answer’s yes.

Still here, brother.

Always.