[caption id="attachment_2885" align="alignleft" width="309"] This is close to what my main street looks like these days[/caption]
The other day I had an unhappy task, the ending of a friendship. It wasn’t my choice, yet it was.
I had helped this friend at times, at least I like to think I had. And my friend had helped me.
But a time came when I was asked not to contact that friend. I was hurt, and reacted badly. It was not a good time to lose a friend, I had lost my wife five months earlier.
When I say I reacted badly, I mean via email. As soon as I clicked the send button I regretted it. My sentiment was honest, but I could have entertained that sentiment without sharing.
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