I lost my childhood friend Tee to breast cancer. I still have trouble forgiving myself for not doing something for her, other than praying for her healing. I probably won't ever be easy on myself over that.
Rest in peace, Tee.
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But you DID do something. Somethings. You prayed. You cared. And in nearly a decade of knowing you, your prayers and heart mean more than tangible "somethings" done by many other people.
And I'd say Tee - from where she is now - understands.
Please don't be hard on yourself. At least try not to be. :-)
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