NOVEMBER 30

NOVEMBER 30

From Chicken Soup for the Soul Daily Inspirations for Women

November 30

Ayear after my mother died, I faced my first Christmas without her, and my sadness dampened the day’s usual excitement. I was supposed to be at my best friend Rebecca’s house for dinner, but I chose not to leave the shelter of my small apartment. My eyes were red and sore from the tears that would not stop.

I must have drifted off to sleep, for I awakened when someone pounded at the front door. I looked through the window and saw Rebecca’s car parked out front.

“Girlfriend!” she shouted.“I know you’re in there.”

“Leave me alone!” I shouted back.

I heard paper rustling as she slid something under the door. When I was sure she had left, I retrieved the small square package. It contained a gold pen, a journal and a bookmark with a note on it:

Dear Sister Friend,

My words won’t heal the pain. But your own words can.

Love,

Rebecca

Over the following months, my emotions took refuge within the pages of the book. As I healed, I understood the incredible friendship Rebecca and I shared. When I pushed her away, she found a way to help me communicate my grief.

S. A. (Shae) Cooke

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