Several years ago a friend from a church I was very active with in Memphis and I were e-mailing back and forth. I sent him a heartfelt email during a time I was dealing with some loneliness and heartache of a breakup. He sent me an e-mail that was so deeply heartfelt and confessing a great struggle he was going through. This was during a time I had just joined a caving club, June 29, 2009 is when I received his e-mail. I knew I needed to respond to it, give it the attention it deserved and then I got a boyfriend, a different job, a different apartment, moved to Chattanooga, and back to Nashville, and...and...and... During this time I kept thinking about my friend and this e-mail, yet not having easy access to the internet for so long kept me from having the time to sit down and write what I felt I needed to write.
Now, six years has gone by. I don't know why, but the draw to writing to my friend has been getting strong within me lately, so I dug and dug in my endless e-mails and wrote back to him. I don't even know if that is still his e-mail address or not, or if I will hear from my friend or if I was too much of a disappointment where he would even want to write back.
Is it ever too late to try and do the right thing? I'm not sure, but at least that feeling to reach out to him has subsided.
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