I don't think we've ever really met, and yet here I am at home, just feeling devastated that something like this could happen to even an acquaintance of mine. You have some really great friends, and I know they care so much about you, and so in turn I guess I care about you too.
I don't know any details, I only get snippets on how you're doing from time to time. I don't even know what you look like apart from a few glimpses in the halls. But I hope with all my heart, that you would be fine. I am praying for you constantly, and I know many others are too.
I don't ask why, because I know I'll never understand the answer. Bad things happen to good people, and it hurts when it happens. There's a reason, I'm sure, but I know we can trust that things are in His hands, and continue to pray for your healing.
And I don't know why but thank you for opening my eyes. Somehow, you helped make things just a little bit more clear for me.
I know that everything will happen as it is supposed to.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Hardly know her
written by Canadian Scouter at 2:10 p.m.
Topics Friendship
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