Goodbye to a friend

They met as children…the world would have called them young adults, but they were just children. So full of enthusiasm and energy for their futures.

One came from a broken home, but had the love of a wonderful mom. One came from a home that should have been broken, but wasn’t.

Each from a different prospective, but sharing the same path for a brief while. They shared in each others joys and wept through each others tragedies.

Time flew by, and life became hard. Illness set in, marriages became tough, careers did not work out how they were thought they should have been. A coldness set in.

For one, apathy took it’s toll. For the other, bitterness became abundant. One turned to drink, one turned on life. From the same path, they emerged on the other side miles apart.

What had happened to that shared trek? Life had beat them up, and though they thought they were of a shared journey, they truly weren’t.

You see, the past they each experienced as children had prepared them differently. The strengths of their lessons, and the holes left in their souls had made them totally different on the inside. To the world they looked the same, but they were different.

Not right, not wrong, just different. This is were the journey gets rough. Not understanding these differences, they fell away from each other. Never truly knowing why. What words had been said to drive the wedge between them. What actions had been neglected to cause the drift.

A sadness now exists where a friendship had lived.