Don’t you hate it when you get sucked into a juicy story and for whatever reason you don’t get to finish it? It might be a movie, an “accidental” eavesdropped conversation or an article in your dentist’s waiting room. You’re left thinking, I wonder what happened?
I received a friend request on Facebook this week. “Big whoopdee ding dong,” you say.
I agree. Generally Facebook friend requests are not a big deal.
But this one was. At least it was for me.
The last time I talked to this person we were seniors in high school. I told her I couldn’t come to her church anymore and she told me we couldn’t be friends anymore. It was both one of the easiest and hardest friendships I ever had to let go.
We’d been friends in grade school but had drifted apart. Then senior year we started chatting again because we were both in show choir.
We were on a school bus on the way to a show choir concert when she said, “If the bus crashed now and we died, do you know what would happen to you?”