But that's not what I wanted to post about.
I wanted to talk about my friend.
My friend is wonderful. Sweet, supportive, considerate, intelligent and...I just know that I'm placing them up on a pedestal that my friend feels uncomfortable being on, because my friend is just as flawed and out of whack as I am.
But...this person really is my bestest friend in the world.
And right now my friend is hurting. A series of terrible things have happened, over a period of years, that has left this person wounded emotionally, physically and spiritually. And I wish that I could help, somehow, some way. And I can't. I hurt, because my friend hurts. My friend doesn't deserve the ration of crap that life has thrown in their direction. So I pray. I've been praying for this person all week. At night, when I say my prayers for my family, I include this person in them, because to me...this person is family.
Ack. My life is weird.
My friend is wonderful. Sweet, supportive, considerate, intelligent and...I just know that I'm placing them up on a pedestal that my friend feels uncomfortable being on, because my friend is just as flawed and out of whack as I am.
But...this person really is my bestest friend in the world.
And right now my friend is hurting. A series of terrible things have happened, over a period of years, that has left this person wounded emotionally, physically and spiritually. And I wish that I could help, somehow, some way. And I can't. I hurt, because my friend hurts. My friend doesn't deserve the ration of crap that life has thrown in their direction. So I pray. I've been praying for this person all week. At night, when I say my prayers for my family, I include this person in them, because to me...this person is family.
Ack. My life is weird.