Today when I picked Liz up from school she was super sad. She said that one of her "kiss 'n ride friends" doesn't want to be her friend anymore because Liz told the girl that she's Mormon. Lizzie was so hurt. She said, "Now she's not my one of my BFF's anymore" (and then immediately defined "BFF"--I'm not that old kiddo).
I felt horrible for Liz. I've certainly encountered negative responses to my religion, but not at such a young age. As I tried to empathize and comfort her, I told her about the time a man hit my friends and I as we crossed a Chicago street because he knew we were Mormon. She said, "You've told me about that before and that doesn't hurt as much as losing a friend." I'm sure there's a lot of truth to that.