Losing a Friend (but not through death)

I lost a friend just before I left for a July 4th visit with family. No, my friend didn't die. I think sometimes it's easier to forgive someone for dying than to lose a living friend. Or at least not know if there's the possibility of reconciliation.

My friend's son "fell off the wagon" and returned to a life of lies and crimes after promising her, me, his children, that he'd never allow anything to come between him and his children. He promised a lot of things to the children. Then he turned around and broke the promises he made. And my friend, his mother, has made excuses for his lies and crimes. I don't know what she's decided as we haven't spoken, other than to say "hi." Maybe she's had time to think about the entire situation and see that excuses don't cut it. Tough Love may be an option.

I spoke to my daughter about the situation. Her comment was "note to self, do not tell mother if planning to commit a crime." Now there's a smart daughter. Both of my children know that if I knew first hand of their breaking any laws, I'd be calling "911" to report them. Not that they'd break the law. Or not break it because they fear me. They know what's profitable and what will cost them dearly. It's not "worth" it to commit a crime.

Maybe that's part of the problem today. For some people, breaking the law appears to be "worth" it. At least while they're traveling on the wave of adrenalin after committing a crime.

If you're a praying person, I'd appreciate a prayer or two for my friend and her grandchildren. Thanks! And if you have an extra prayer available, her son could use some prayers, too.