Helpless.

That is the word that sums up my mindset these last few days. One of my very best friends is going through a really rough time right now and I can't do anything to stop it. We are seperated by many, many miles...she's in California and I'm here in South Carolina. She's hurting and I can't go over and be the shoulder to cry on, or 'kidnap' her for a night out with the girls. All I can do is pray and send her quick notes to let her know that, when she is ready, I'm here to listen. And then I pray some more.

I have always been the one to fix everything for everyone, but I can't fix this.

I don't like this feeling. Not one bit.