Dylan, Angels, England, spagetti, choir, boxers, dressing room table, getting your backpack stuck..
Kathryn. One year ago today your life ended so abruptly and no one knows why.
I still think it was a mistake.. Like Death accidentally mixed something up.. You know, he took Kathryn Bender instead of Karyn Binder and he's hitting himself in the head for it...
And I don't know how to feel. I'm angry, and I'm sad, and I'm at peace, and I'm mourning, and I'm a lot of things. But that's not it. Well, it is it, but it's not.
And I'd like to say that I appreciate my life that much more, and I live every day as if it were the last, and I leave no regrets... But the truth is, it's not the truth. I am more grateful for my life than a year ago, but how frequently I get sucked back into the petty, material worries of the small world I keep myself from stepping outside of.
So what do I do? The only thing I can do- Put a rose on the grave, hug her family and continue to move on, trying to be the best person I can. Because in the end, it's not about the clothes you wore that day, or the grades you got in that class, or how high/drunk you got on Saturday night.. It's about the moments you've shared with friends and family, and the wisdom you've learned along the way.
I've had vivid dreams of you. I think about you every day, KB.. I miss you.
Kathryn Bender. April 15, 1988 - November 20, 2005.
"The times, they are a-changin'" -Bob Dylan
I still think it was a mistake.. Like Death accidentally mixed something up.. You know, he took Kathryn Bender instead of Karyn Binder and he's hitting himself in the head for it...
And I don't know how to feel. I'm angry, and I'm sad, and I'm at peace, and I'm mourning, and I'm a lot of things. But that's not it. Well, it is it, but it's not.
And I'd like to say that I appreciate my life that much more, and I live every day as if it were the last, and I leave no regrets... But the truth is, it's not the truth. I am more grateful for my life than a year ago, but how frequently I get sucked back into the petty, material worries of the small world I keep myself from stepping outside of.
So what do I do? The only thing I can do- Put a rose on the grave, hug her family and continue to move on, trying to be the best person I can. Because in the end, it's not about the clothes you wore that day, or the grades you got in that class, or how high/drunk you got on Saturday night.. It's about the moments you've shared with friends and family, and the wisdom you've learned along the way.
I've had vivid dreams of you. I think about you every day, KB.. I miss you.
Kathryn Bender. April 15, 1988 - November 20, 2005.
"The times, they are a-changin'" -Bob Dylan