Support From A Friend
Just when the loneliness seemed too much to bear, my phone lit up with a call. It was Sara, my best friend, checking in like clockwork.
Her warm voice carried a lifeline of hope as she repeated, “This will pass.” We talked for hours, her laughter a balm to my hurting soul.
She reminded me of the resilient bond Alex and I shared, despite our current turmoil. I clung to her words, hoping they’d diminish the distance between my son and me.