My very best friend, Cathy, gave me my giving key for Christmas last year.
Cathy and I remind ourselves to keep our faith in God when we're worried about our children, our families, so faith seemed the appropriate key for me. The past weekend, I attended a Memorial Service for a 26 year old boy who overdosed. His mom, Diana, and I were good friends many years ago. As we left that morning, I put my key on thinking this just might be the day I pass it on. When I got to the service, and saw my friend's face, I immediately teared up. I could see the sadness in her eyes. The loss was too much to bear. I sat down next to her. There was no smile, no change in her expression. She thanked me for being there and she said she didn't know what to do, or what to say. I hugged her. I told her about the gift I had received at Christmas from my friend. I said to her "I would imagine that it would be very hard to keep your faith in God when you lose your son. But you have to try. So I want you to wear my key. And when you wake up in the morning, ask God for peace to get through the day. One day at a time. And have faith in him. And when you feel yourself losing faith, wear this key close to your heart. She teared up. She thanked me. It was the only time I saw any emotion from her for the entire service. I pray for her every morning now, and maybe, just maybe, her new Faith Key will bring her back.