One day, when I was in my mid-40s, my best friend of 20-plus years stopped over for a visit. She started to reminisce. The things she said were unfamiliar to me.
Everything she said about the two of us, I had no memory of. She just stared at me and left. I knew it would be the last time I would see her, and it was. I didn’t know at that time why I couldn’t remember, but I found out shortly after.
I had a benign brain tumor. I’ve since had it removed, of course, but still don’t remember the 20-plus-year journey that my friend and I took in life. There are a few memories here and there, but she was like a sister to me.
This I remember her telling me, that I was the sister she never had. We went to the same church in our 20s. We are both born-again Christians. I can’t change the fact that I can’t remember. On the phone, she said: “Our friendship is in those memories. Without them, we have nothing.” I thought, “I’d never do that to her.”
People don’t always stick by you through an illness or the tough times, but my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ never let me down or forsook me. He held me up and gave me strength and courage through it all. “I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.” (Hebrews 13:5)