Perspectives

Struggles over a wine glass

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"Liz?" she asked from across the kitchen island "Elizabeth?"

"hmm?" she mumbled back. Diana was her safe haven. Elizabeth would come knocking with a bottle of wine every time things went wrong. After some time Diana just kept a few in her cabinet in case.

"you've finished half the bottle" she stated. "spill"

Elizabeth's eyes were filled with dread. She hadn't slept fully in two weeks, she knew this was coming. She sighed and hid behind the wine glass.

"He has a wife" Elizabeth panted. She didn't cry because she had already done that when she faced him.

"Oh, Liz" Diana walked over to her friend that was sitting on the kitchen stool, and kneeled before her. Elizabeth was a strong person but everyone has their weakness and he had known all of hers, she had completely opened up to him. She felt so naked to him, but she felt comfortable with it. Every thought of him led to a striking pain in her heart. "I'm not gonna tell you to forget about him and move on. But don't beat yourself up about it. Rebuild the parts that he tore down and let every new choice be a brick in the foundation of rebuilding yourself" Elizabeth looked at her friend, she was amazed. Diana was her saint.

Diana stood up straight and smiled sympathetically and Elizabeth copied. Liz snuggled her head onto Diana's chest. Diana wrapped her hand around her best friends head and gently ran her fingers through her hair. With her other hand she refilled Elizabeth's glass. Liz looked up at her friend and they smiled and laughed together in unison.

No matter what happened, they'd always have a bottle of wine to share their struggles over.