Carlah, bunny
Everything was beautiful. It couldn't have gone any better.
A lot of us mentioned the same thing, "She just stopped returning my calls. I couldn't reach her. She just dissapeared." And it finally hit me... Carlah knew us so much better than we gave her credit for. She knew me more than I thought. It wasn't that she stopped caring about any of us, or decided to ignore us. Instead, she loved us all so much that she did us the favor of saving us from seeing her so ill. She wanted us all sharing our happy Carlah stories tonight, which we did. Our "the last time I saw Carlah we": laughed. Talked. Went to the beach. She didn't want us talking about how hard it got to see her, how sick she was. Instead, all we have are the happy memories. The way she wanted. Even that Friday before she passed, I'd never seen any one in that condition, I still got to tell her I love her. And the glowing energy in the room was so healing. So wonderful.
It's unfortunate that only now is it we were all able to ban together and share our common love for this person, but it's a blessing that it was able to happen and did. And we're all better people because of her. And that love she shared with us.
And I know that she no longer hurts; it's us left with the pain and suffering now -but our pain will fade, and the memories made with her will forever be with us all.
Carlah, I love you, bitch. We all do. The only way to be with God is to die. You're the one in the better place, and because of you, I'll do my best to make MY place closest to where you now are.
A lot of us mentioned the same thing, "She just stopped returning my calls. I couldn't reach her. She just dissapeared." And it finally hit me... Carlah knew us so much better than we gave her credit for. She knew me more than I thought. It wasn't that she stopped caring about any of us, or decided to ignore us. Instead, she loved us all so much that she did us the favor of saving us from seeing her so ill. She wanted us all sharing our happy Carlah stories tonight, which we did. Our "the last time I saw Carlah we": laughed. Talked. Went to the beach. She didn't want us talking about how hard it got to see her, how sick she was. Instead, all we have are the happy memories. The way she wanted. Even that Friday before she passed, I'd never seen any one in that condition, I still got to tell her I love her. And the glowing energy in the room was so healing. So wonderful.
It's unfortunate that only now is it we were all able to ban together and share our common love for this person, but it's a blessing that it was able to happen and did. And we're all better people because of her. And that love she shared with us.
And I know that she no longer hurts; it's us left with the pain and suffering now -but our pain will fade, and the memories made with her will forever be with us all.
Carlah, I love you, bitch. We all do. The only way to be with God is to die. You're the one in the better place, and because of you, I'll do my best to make MY place closest to where you now are.