"You can't do anything for a person who is stuck between being happy and being miserable.
All you can do is get trapped in the middle,
and anyone in the middle just gets squished.' - Grandma"
Jack Gantos
This morning I received a brief email from a friend I had not heard from in a long time. It simply said she needed help if I possibly could make myself available to her. My immediate thought was concern for her and regardless of how much time had passed, she was still a friend.
As I began my responding email, something was niggling in the back of my brain. I recalled a year ago when another friend was desperate in Italy needing money. Except, I knew this friend was at Barnes while her husband had surgery.
I decided to delete the message as surely it was a scam, right? My morning continued on and so did my concern for my friend. If she really were in dire straits, I would not turn my back. I felt myself being pulled into a drama where I did not belong.
Later in the morning, I received a second email from my friend. It stated that she had impulsively fled to Istanbul and it was not accepting her debit card and needed financial help. Actually $2400 in help if I could.
Laughing out loud, I deleted this message as well, imagining how embarrassed my friend must be with this nonsense speeding through her email addresses. Indeed, if I had stayed a willing player in the middle of this disguised game, my good intentions would have been squished!
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