"I watched my best friend, unable to help or offer true comfort, as she struggled with slowly losing her mother to something that has no cure. I was cowardly because I was afraid of making everything worse, only to realize that all she really needed was to know that I was here, and that I would always be here. And yet I sat on the sidelines watching, like the selfish person that I am, as she struggled and fell and ached with so much pain and hurt and anger that she didn't know what to do anymore, what to say or feel, and she didn't even want to move, or feel anymore. Because everything just hurt her. And still, I don't know what to say or do or act - Because I'm still terrified of hurting her, more than I already have, because she is so important to me that I don't ever want to see her scared, or unhappy, or in pain - And I don't have the words or ability to convey everything to her - And I've wasted time with my own anger, and hurts, and sadness, and I haven't allowed myself to be the best friend I know she deserves, the person I should be, holding her hand and telling her that everything is going to be okay - If she'd just hold on a little longer, things will be better. And that I'm here, and I love her, and I will never leave her."
Thank you.
