A friend died yesterday. I don't know what to do with myself. I want to talk to people, to make connections, but it's her I want to be able to talk to. I want to ask her how it was for her, what was she thinking in those last few days, hours, what did she feel?
It's not an original observation, but the world is richer because she was in it.
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6 comments:
Write to her & let the her that is inside you write back to you through you. xo, Shuriu....
Sorry, hon.
Geoffy
It's a lovely idea, Shuriu. I did something like that, writing some things I remembered about her, some things I bumped up against.
Thank you, Geoff.
i am very sorry (esp. since it has take me this long). i agree with shuriu - and if writing is too hard, talk to her aloud, she that is in you will answer and it can be a salve at times.
Thank you Mysfit. It means a lot, from you...
I don't know how, but I missed this posto till tonight. I'm so sorry, dear.
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