I’ll Be Okay

I was talking to my friend CC one day, relating to him my latest trials and struggles.  At the end, I said, “But enough about that.  I’ll be okay.”  His reply was so profound and unexpected.  He said, “I know.  Out of all of my friends, you’re the only one I don’t worry about.  I know you’ll be okay.”  I was immediately touched by his faith in me. 

And then it got me to thinking.  All of my life, I have felt like my parents favored my brother more.  My general feeling was that he was their favorite, but suddenly, I was looking at it a whole other way.  Just maybe they tried harder with him and helped him more, because they were worried about him.  Just maybe they weren’t worried about me.  Maybe, like CC, they knew that I would be okay, so they focused on my brother who needed them more.  They could have been showing me the highest form of respect and faith, and I was missing it.