DECEMBER 18

DECEMBER 18

From Chicken Soup for the Soul Daily Inspirations for Women

December 18

My 24-year friendship with Vickie was cemented by a history of combined convictions, confidences and confessions. State lines had separated us. Crowded schedules had fragmented us. But we never let that interfere. Instead, we nourished our relationship long-distance.

As I continued the bedside vigil of our 23-year-old who lay comatose, wasting away in a Los Angeles trauma unit, there was only one person I wanted and needed: my friend Vickie. She would be helpful and hopeful. I needed both.

Suddenly, I felt a deep kinship with the pioneer I once read about who found herself, at the end of her trek, on the Great Plains—pregnant, heartsick and isolated.

Alone.

My pleas joined hers as she cried into her diary, “I don’t want a doctor. I want a woman.”

Carol McAdoo Rehme

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