Faith Morevant

I moved my family to a small town in Texas for work.  It was the right choice.  It meant that I would only see my lifelong best friend every other week or so.  For the previous 20 years she and I talked every day and emailed constantly and saw each other probably every other day.  It was a hard decision but this move meant so much to my career and moving away from the city would give my children perspective, space, ponds to fish in, a more wholesome life.  My husband (of 15 years) opened a small cafe and my career was booming.  We were living the dream. 

Before long, the cafe started failing, these sorts of things happen… He chose to have an affair and leave me, these sorts of things happen… It hurt, to say the least.  Actually, it REALLY HURT.  My best friend was there for me, she comforted me and offered her shoulder and heart, she was the best.  I really love her…

In September of that year, my husband moved out and I filed for a divorce.  March 1st, we closed the restaurant and on March 21st my best friend was killed.  She died instantly in the BP Amico explosion.  My life was forever changed. 

There are times in everyone’s life when faith is tested, when hope fails and love is cold.  I was not a very good (mom, worker,anything) during the next couple of months.  I remember going (to work, to meetings, to social obligations, to cook dinner, clean house) because I didn’t know what else to do, moving because I had no other choice, my brain was like jello.  The flavor was gone from food and the zest from my life.  I lost the house that we lived in and I almost lost my job… My boys were witness to the lowest point anyone can reach.  I cried a lot, I spent more time than I should have online.  I do not like being drunk, THANK GOD.

You see, my life had full, I had these lovely people that I filled up my life with, besides my children of course.  I had put all of my adult friendship eggs in these two baskets.  Sure I had acquaintences, had those whom I socialized with.  But, in all reality there was only Sue and Tim.  My life was a completely different color without them.  I did not know what to do, I was so sad.

My oldest son’s best friend’s mother (follow that line?) stepped forward.  She was gentle and kind and saw my sadness and wiped the tears.  She never intruded, she was patient and waited for me to come around.  She took my boys and I into her family’s home and welcomed us.  She saved my life and I love her for it.  She is truly a best friend.