Healing

Dear Christine,

I knew something was wrong in the beginning. During rehearsals you said your back hurt but smiled it off saying that you stayed up too late. We told you to sit down more often and take breaks, but you stood strong and continued acting. But the hurting continued, too.

I didn't see you for months. You sent me little gifts for Christmas, which I thankfully replied. I never knew that Christmas would be your last. You were always smiling, and even in your letters I could see your happy grin.

Then, I heard from a friend that you had been hospitilized. Tears welled up in her eyes as she told me that you had spinal cancer. Together we cried thousands of tears in her bedroom. Its a wonder that no one disturbed us.

Almost two months later, the news hit: You had a week to live. For a day I cried nonstop, lying on the floor of my bedroom.

4 days later, you left this world forever. I had written you a letter and knitted you a scarf, but you never had the chance to wear it. God decided that you were in pain, and He took you for your sake and your family's.

You were the ray of sunshine that only shone for a few years, but you brought joy and hope to all that felt your warmth. Continue to watch over all of us as we follow the path to eternal joy.

Your devoted friend,

Evelyn