A Week of Loss
I t’s been a very strange week. The world is in great turmoil. Yet people are the same. When we are untouched by what goes on around us, we become harden in our hearts. This week, the death of a beloved son and brother, a country devastated by nature struggling for life, a birthday, a proud father, a man honored for his service, a loss of a friend now calling me names, these are brought to my attention as the week ends. I rejoice for the good things in life and I am saddened by the bad. Some of these things touch me personally and others are far beyond my reach. This week a friend of 15 years has made me her enemy. I thought of the word friend and what it means. According to the Dictionary: Friend: A person whom one knows, likes and trusts. A person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard. One with whom one is allied in a struggle or cause. Root: pri-to love, beloved, belonging to the loved one not in bondage but freely. I think this well describes who friends...