I Worry About Kelly A Lot

Kelly called me tonight a little after 11 p.m.. She didn’t seem like her cheery self at the moment I spoke to her. Learned that she was a little irritated about something but she did not go into detail about it. It was just a variety of things that irritated her. My heart went out to her immediately. I wish she was here with me or I her but she has one of her good friends spending the night. I feel for her. Whatever her feelings are, I know she will be ok in the long run further down the road, and when she needs me, I will be there for her anytime I can possible and anytime. I feel for Kelly, believe me. I worry about her when she feels down or upset about anything she is upset about. I feel bad for her because she tries so hard to not let things bother her so much but somewhere she feels she has failed but in my heart every step she makes to feel good, is one good step towards to battling her feelings of emotions that she can not always understand. Kelly (her husband too) mean the world to me and worrying about her is in my genes and Kelly and I are not related by blood but by Christ. Times are rough for many people. Why do feelings get hurt so badly sometimes. Why do things seem so huge when things are so small. Feelings get hurt so easily among many people and not everyone understands that. I feel I understand Kelly and our friendship has been intact for over a year now. When we talk, we say the same thing at the same time and it makes us laugh our heads off our poor, aching shoulders when we are done laughing. I worry about Kelly a lot and nothing is going to change my feelings towards her. I love her like a sister and a sister I will keep her forever in my heart for the rest of my life. She means the world to me always and forever.