I've watched a viscious cycle take its toll on a faraway friend. As a bystander I have often held my breath and "hoped" for the best. No, that's a lie. I always hoped life would be easier and her search for happiness would not be in a human. That's what I intrinsically hoped for. She found God again, and started a fruitful relationship, I was hoping that was enough. With kids, and the idea of a family always has a nice ring, but the "baggage" (for lack of better words) is sometimes not worth the trouble. It seems her entire young adulthood has been a struggle. I hate that for her. Yet, I hope even know in the midst of heartache she is clining more tightly to HIS promise.
Thinking about ya, kid!
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