I have a friend.
Just thinking about the fact that this person is my friend makes me
I've always been amazed by this friend, though I've never really given it much thought. I just knew that, with no apparent effort, she improves any environment she's in.
Recently, though, I've had even more reason to be amazed by her.
We've talked, at length, a couple of times over the past few weeks and I've come away from each conversation a little sad. But my sadness isn't one of depression or negative feeling.
|It's just a sadness that she has to feel such pain.
And a sadness that I don't have a mirror I can hold up to her. Right now, she
needs to have someone who can make her feel the way she makes other people feel.
Our recent conversations recently have been so.......
We've talked about fear, pain, feelings of loss and betrayal,
loneliness, guilt, shock, anger, the helpfulness of others, and the utter void that's left
when a person departs. And fate.
I've heard the word grace a thousand times, but never really thought
about it. Until now.
I was kind of shocked as I read the definition.
I know a few people who display grace sometimes, and a lot who display it rarely.
That's what really makes me sad.
But, that's the funny thing about grace. It's the most bittersweet of qualities.
Thanks again, friend.....