A year, as a child, seemed like it took forever to get through. It was time to celebrate Christmas, Thanksgiving and your birthday. Not to mention to get to the end of the school year…
I’m finding, as I get older, a year passes by in what seems like an instant. We get so caught up in the rat race of working, paying bills and whatever else, we don’t enjoy life as fully as we should.
Why am I writing this post today?
It’s been a year since I got the call that one of my best friends had a health crisis.
As December started I became a little sad because she is not physically here with us anymore. The hurt became even more pronounced when I started clening up old work emails and personal text messages. I had tons of messages and notes from her and they were always silly. She called me “Wills” and for the life of me, I forgot why she did that…but it was hilarious.
She loved my guide dog, Gypsy…even when she was watching her and Gypsy shit in her bed. Now that’s a friend!!
We both loved our iPhones and regularly sought out new apps. This was done so much we called each other app whores.
I started to feel guilty at having enjoyed the past year, minus her loss, and realized that I have many good memories of her and that will last a lifetime.
Today I hit the delete button on the emails and tects but not our friendship…