Her son died suddenly last month, and I was honored that Nancy reached out to me for comfort. But I was scared, too. I've never been a mother, so I can't even pretend to know what it's like to lose a child. And she's Jewish, so I can't encourage her to take comfort in knowing Nick is in a better place because she doesn't know that at all.
I have sent her silly cards, ate fried chicken with her, and checked in regularly. Apparently that's what she needs.
"Gal, I am so grateful for your friendship. It's been a light for me during this dark time."
Those words made me so happy, because I didn't want to fail her when she needs me.