Today I need to honor someone. Someone I will never have the chance to meet, or to know. But I honor her because I know all I need to know about her, to know that she is my friend.
Many years ago, I had a friend in high school. We weren’t particularly close, but he was the type to leave an impression. Life moves on, he graduated and two years later so did I. We didn’t keep in touch, and we both had moved on in our lives. Jump forward several years, We have mutual friends and through the wonders of social media we reconnected, at least enough to hold an occasional, short conversation.
But it’s not my friend who I want to talk about. It’s his wife. I’ve never met her, but I like I said, I know everything I need to know. We have mutual interests, my friend married her, and two other friends have both said how wonderful she is. I’ve seen the pictures of them together, and seen how happy they are, how beautiful they are together. I don’t need to know more.
The other day my friend posted that the disease that his wife has been living with has taken a turn for the worse, and she is in comfort care. I cried. I cried for my friend, I cried for her, I cried for the loss of the friend I will never meet.
But I honor her as well. I honor her strength, her courage, her example. She is facing her crossing with all of these and more. The path she faces is the one path we all must face, and I pray that I can face mine as well as she is facing hers. Thank You my friend, for showing me what it means to be a Warrior.