Please pray for my high school friend Amy, who got hurt through what happened to me and by me because of what happened to me, never got over her smoking and alcoholism, we switched lives–I became the socialite, she became the career girl.
She never got married and I blame myself for turning her off from the Yale man she was dating, she never had children, she travels and has a high-falutin’ life but no kids, and I just know that was what she wanted, a quiet married life.
I would give anything to go back to those days at Kent and have things go differently.
Amy is Catholic. Pain like my guts are being ripped out.