Unexpected Turns

So not too long ago my dear friend asked to meet so we could have a proper face time. It dawned on me that it had to be important, I'll let you in on a secret:-) my friend is an expert at relating stories with every single detail falling in the right place and following a sort of regimented time pattern. In out circles she is referred to as the muse story teller. She has the dexterity to stir up anyone's aptitude to tell their own story.

All was set as we sat in the freshly mowed lawn clouded with such serenity one couldn't help feeling impeccably safe. For ages my friend had possessed and upheld an irreproachable  reputation that for many of us who knew her believed it was as solid as rock.
I had in me the characteristic folly of always looking relishingly at everyone else around......conjuring up some form of admiration apart from myself. This is exactly how I perceived my friend. I knew deep down that what she was about to say would rock my world from points I couldn't fathom.

Over the years, I had learnt to be less severe with myself and with others too. This being a consequence of my own downfalls  I cannot say I was prepared for what I was about to hear, but like always I took it in my stride.
Then the story began to unfold , her life had taken a swith unexpected turn. The windows of her soul reflected a deep clear turmoil. She tried so desperately to bring every discordant feeling to place but couldn't. I too couldn't in any possible way help my friend make sense of this turn.

You see for ages my friend had revelled in the fantasy that she was way above human failing , it was almost as if the walls around her could keep her benevolence from decay ......but then this happened and it happened to her. She sat across from me with tears streaming down her sweet face, you see for the first time in all of her life my dearest friend realised that she too was just as human as the rest of us.

Phoebe