Mindy wonders why her best friend "ghosted" on her.
|Mindy paused as she pulled the framed cross-stitch from the box. The metallic thread in the yellow roses bordering fancy script that read “A friend loves at all times” glittered in a ray of sunlight pouring through the window of the spare bedroom.
“So much for love,” she mumbled. The cross stitch used to sit on the mantle in the den, but she took it down a year ago when she discovered that Anna had disconnected her phone and dropped her on social media.
Why? It had been two years since Anna moved, and she still didn’t understand what happened. She remembered the day
Anna hugged her as the moving van belched diesel outside the apartment building. Anna hugged her so tightly that her sides were sore that night.
“This isn’t the end,” Anna sobbed. “I’ll call you once I’m settled in.”
The call never came. Despite the tearful goodbye, Anna ghosted Mindy.
“I wondered what happened to this,” Mindy’s husband, Jesse, said. “It reminded me to be kind to everybody I met. Are you sure you want to donate this to the church yard sale?” He frowned. “Didn’t Anna make this for you?”
“Yes,” Mindy said sharply.
Jesse sat next to her. “I’m sorry she cut you off. The divorce was tough on her.”
Mindy picked up the cross-stitch. “I thought I was her best friend.”
“Pain blinds people.”
“You don’t turn on everybody who loves you because one person decided they don’t love you anymore.”
Jesse gestured to the cross-stitch. “Sometimes, love means allowing others the grace to move on, even if they choose to do it without you.” He sighed. “There are nearly eight billion people in the world. Are you going to let one person’s wrong affect how you treat the rest of them?”
“I guess not.” Mindy wiped dust off the frame. “I’m not giving this away. It is a good reminder, and we had some good times while she lived across the hall.”
“Sometimes friendships only last for a season.” He hugged Mindy. “More seasons will come. Don’t worry. The world is full of people.”
Mindy stood and put it on top of the bookshelf next to the desk. “This is a good place for it. It matches this room, and we usually come in her at least once every day.”
“I just saw the couple who rented the apartment next to us,” Jesse said. “They’re a couple about our age. I was thinking about going to that new restaurant up the street. Why don’t we invite them along?” He smiled. “They just got married, and moved to this town. They’re looking for new friends.”
Mindy smiled. “What a coincidence. So am I.”
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