The Trouble of Double

Please don't cry, my two little ones. Life at times can be hard.

If only you could grasp the concept of being born with your very own best friend. The laughter and tears that the two of you have shared....... right now it's too hard to see this.

It's hard for you to be twins today. You want your own friends to invite you over. You both sit and weep as you roll your newspapers for your route later, you cry big, sad tears, asking me why it is that the older brother and the younger sister have friends invite them over all the time. You two sit and wait for the phone to ring, waiting for that magical "friend" to invite you over as an individual.

The other two, so outgoing, it's much easier for them to make friends around here. The two of you, so shy at times, you both get frustrated at the challenge of making new friends.

The friends that you did have meant the world to you; then they moved far away, and now even the phone doesn't console your hearts any longer.

Now, last week, another close friend of yours moved far away. I have encouraged you to pray about it and believe me, I have been praying for some friends like the ones that moved away.

I'm so sorry that these painful things like this happen in life, I see the tears and the pain and I want to wave some magic wand and make a new friend appear.

The friend you have beside you, the one that God created right next to you, can meet all of your friendship needs, but at this time, it just doesn't console your hearts.

If you could only see how much I wish that I have what you have...... but we are prone to not see what's right in front of our faces.

~B