Rossella

Rossella

My dearest friend,   Before I knew you my understanding of friendship was smaller than an atom! You showed me that friendship is a rose that blossoms and whose nuances color and warm the soul fortunate to enjoy it. You never drew attention to yourself, and I obviously didn’t pay much attention to you, yet with the corner of my eye I noticed something in you that today I would define as courage. The courage of silence; the courage to choose as a friend someone who was marginalized in class; the courage to neither hide nor boast about your love for prayer; the courage to extend an invitation to me. Yes, that was an uncommon courage, whose fruit still lasts to this day. We had been confirmed, you knew that I went to Mass and confession, but I never showed up at...