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Today I felt like I was forced to open up my eyes and realize how fragile life really is. I drove home extra cautious. I sat on the porch swing with my best friend and she told me about so many things I had missed while we hadn't gotten to talk about, rushed for time while on the phone long distance. She lost her best friend, her first love, in a fatal accident. It's not fair that these things happen. We are so wrapped up in having this fearless view of life- we believe that we can just recharge the batteries and have another shot at the situation if it's possible that your luck would turn that sour.
When you lose someone- what are you supposed to do with that feeling? It feels like a responsibility, a puzzle you could have changed and you can't seem to forgive yourself or throw away a reality you don't want to believe. I can't imagine watching someone die- suffering in front of you every day; watching someone in the hospital wait with the dream of not knowing when it is their time, like others outside of that hospital bed who can surprise the world around them unknown.
When you lose someone- what are you supposed to do with that feeling? It feels like a responsibility, a puzzle you could have changed and you can't seem to forgive yourself or throw away a reality you don't want to believe. I can't imagine watching someone die- suffering in front of you every day; watching someone in the hospital wait with the dream of not knowing when it is their time, like others outside of that hospital bed who can surprise the world around them unknown.