I had a friend, once. We were really close, once. We supported each other, once. Then, I made a decision for my own life that she didn’t agree with. (<–HUGE understatement, but I really don’t want to go there.) There was judgement. There was pain. There were hurt feelings. Then, there was silence.
It has been nearly 5 years since the silence began. Now, the silence has been replaced with a dull static, more often off than on. And, in those brief moments of static, I worry. Deep down, I worry that the judgement she placed on me, the arrogance she had toward my own life and situation has now come full circle. I worry that she’s facing some giants that she just isn’t equipped to face. Or, more accurately, giants she isn’t willing to acknowledge.