Every occasion I'm ready for the funeral
Just when I thought all the tragedy was supposed to be over... just when I thought surely nothing else could go wrong, no one else I care about could be harmed...
Exactly one year after my best friend's funeral, my roommate from Vanderbilt fell from a safari bus in the Caribbean and died two days later. She and I weren't nearly as close as Beth and I were, and Sarah and I had lost contact completely in the past few months. Still, I cared about her. I believed she would do great things. She was one of the most passionate, vivacious people I have ever known. Probably in the top 2 of the most enthusiastic, outgoing, driven people I've ever met. And I liked to imagine her there on that campus, smiling, laughing, yelling, studying, partying. And she's gone. It's more difficult to believe just because it seems so impossible. She was so full of life, the last person I ever believed would die young.
I hate to admit it, but it hurts, and I don't feel like I have any right to be hurt over it because she and I were never as close as we should have been and particularly not lately.
But Sarah, rest in peace. I hope you know you touched my life even if just for a short time.
I am reminded again how privileged I am to be alive, even through all this pain.
Exactly one year after my best friend's funeral, my roommate from Vanderbilt fell from a safari bus in the Caribbean and died two days later. She and I weren't nearly as close as Beth and I were, and Sarah and I had lost contact completely in the past few months. Still, I cared about her. I believed she would do great things. She was one of the most passionate, vivacious people I have ever known. Probably in the top 2 of the most enthusiastic, outgoing, driven people I've ever met. And I liked to imagine her there on that campus, smiling, laughing, yelling, studying, partying. And she's gone. It's more difficult to believe just because it seems so impossible. She was so full of life, the last person I ever believed would die young.
I hate to admit it, but it hurts, and I don't feel like I have any right to be hurt over it because she and I were never as close as we should have been and particularly not lately.
But Sarah, rest in peace. I hope you know you touched my life even if just for a short time.
I am reminded again how privileged I am to be alive, even through all this pain.