My new found information felt like I had found the golden ticket in a Willy Wonka bar. It was refreshing. I still didn’t claim to understand, but I recognized that hope and faith were two things that helped a person cope… it gave them a window to look out, a room with a view. I believed in God, but my idea of Him had seemed like He was way too busy to see or hear the things going on in my small life. Maybe I was wrong.
What came next, was a whole new world of unexpected. I saw her world come crashing down that day…like the meteor shower that was meant for our high school. E.T’s father had killed himself. Right there in their own home, on the same couch they watched tv on. I watched from across the street through my bedroom window, feeling so helpless. My best friend’s dad just killed himself, and I wasn’t there…to save her…to protect her…maybe she wouldn’t want me there…maybe if I had have been there instead of watching old House re-runs, it might not have happened. Why? How could this happen to such a great person, such a great family? He always seemed so happy…and E.T. was the best person I knew…she had purpose. She didn’t deserve this. I wanted so badly to be there with her…to somehow be the light in her dark corner for once…to help her say goodbye.
Write more. Please. I am completely wrapped up in your writing. Thank you for making me think again.
awh .. dats so sad and i think you’re sweet and a very good friend .. i’ll pray for her father and for her quick recovery about what happened .. wish you all the best ..
I’m not going to say I know how you feel, because I don’t (and I hate when people tell me that). But I do understand what you mean about wanting to help your friend and not knowing how. My situation is similar to this. See, my best friends dad died almost two weeks ago from a heart attack. It was so sudden. I mean he was pretty healthy he just died one night. He died in his house and my friend (who is not yet 14) had to watch as her sister did chest compressions and tried to save him. I talked to her on the phone two days after he died and she cried so hard (and so of course I cried too). I went to his funeral for support but I still feel so helpless. She is the sweetest kid I know (and she is a kid, only 13, two years younger than me) and I can’t understand why this has to happen to her. I wish I could say something, or do something to take her pain away but there is really nothing I can. I don’t know why I’m saying all of this but it feels good to get it out. It’s nice to vent to strangers. Probably because I don’t have anyone in my life I could talk to. If you ever figure out a way to feel better be sure to pass it on.
God always cares.. He never fails to listen ill pray for ET for her fast recovery. Just keep your faith with Him. Isiah 40: 31 But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint. God bless. God has His perfect plan..