Monday, December 29, 2008
Response
So, I wrote my letter of response to my "estranged" friend. I could no longer carry on the facade that all was well, and just be cordial if I happened to run into her, to politely thank her if she decided to send me a card, or to bring my hopes up every time there is the slightest hint that she was ready to renew the friendship. I could no longer tiptoe around her feelings, not knowing what is truly going on or where I stood. I likened the whole situation to driving full speed on the freeway, and then being asked to stop suddenly without knowing why I was asked to stop; and when I could take my foot off the brakes. I feel like I am suffering from the pain of whiplash, still stopped on the freeway, watching all the cars around me speed by. This is a precarious position to be in; and I need to know whether we can keep going; or whether, I should pull over and take the off-ramp.
I am also concerned for her, not knowing what is truly going on. Is she struggling? Is she reaching out for help? I needed to know.
I told her that no matter what, I will continue to keep her in my prayers, and that I am here for her. That's all I can do for now, as I wait......
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