A talk With myself

I learned some time ago "to have a friend you must be a friend".
I would like to reach out to "a friend".
She’s not my...buddy buddy friend.
She’s a simple good basic prospect for a friend.
She is struggling now.
She has lost 2 of her brothers lately. One to cancer (one of my personal enemies), one so suicide.
She hides her feelings well, she wipes back tears when we make small talk.
I know she’s ‘great’. She’s a wonderful mom, a super grandma, a seemingly ideal wife, a hard worker, AND dependable.
She’s hired me to work for her, tho I am far inferior to her.
She’s given me proceeds from her top notch garden, and I’ve admired her brightly blossoming flowers from the street with envy.
I see she’s struggling,
So similar to my own struggles -from the past.
A silent struggle, a lonely struggle, an isolated struggle.
It’s a walk one must take one step at a time, under ones own power. You don’t know you’ve lived threw it till you can get enough space behind you to be able to turn around and look back.
Maybe a friend could help- maybe I will try –again.
I must remember, "to have a friend you must be a friend".