
has it ever taken awhile for something really horrible to hit you? the pain of something take a couple of days to settle in a take over? a couple of weeks ago one of my parents’ best friends died of sort of a brain trauma i guess you could call it. all i’ve been able to think about since is how strange it’s going to be at her parent’s house this summer with out her. the lifelessness of our parties in the summer without her. and how much i’m going to cherish the memories of her hilarious crass comments, the way she cared about other people more than she did herself, and just the simple presence of her. i regret more than anything not getting to know her more. not letting her know how much she actually meant to me even though i was always just in the background of everything. it’s still hard to believe she’s gone. it’s hard to believe how delicate a single life is. it’s hard to believe how easily we can loose someone so close to us so easily. and what is the hardest to believe is how many people cared about that person and were affected by their existence enough to feel loss at their departure.







