One of my closest friends is now walking a road no parent wants to walk. I love her and her entire family so much. It is so painful to watch. That seems so selfish and ridiculous to say. It is not me who has to walk that painful road. It is her. It is not me who has to wake up each morning and try to go on with life. It is her. It is not me who lays down each night with my mind racing about a son who is no longer here. It is her.
What can I do? A helpless feeling overcomes me often. I think of her multiple times a day and pray. I live 5 hours away. Other than praying, the options left to me are texts, phone calls and emails. Visits of course, but not nearly often enough. I call, I text, I will email. She answers, she talks, she texts. She is real. I cry when it is revealed, not in front of her. I pray harder, more specific. Their faith is rock solid. The service was God centered praise. They are living out their faith in a unimaginable situation. I know they are an encouragement to many. I'm sure they are glad they can encourage others, but they are not trying to. They are just trying to make it through this day.
Even in this hard place, she is real. She is allowing me and others to walk along side her. She is staying connected to those who love her. She is showing the good, and the bad. She is not letting Satan get a foothold. I pray her strength will continue.
