Nov 10, 2008 15:10
is a nicer word than death. then there's those new agers, like myself, who use words like crossing over, passing on, or exiting.
i booked my ticket home only to hear how a friend from university died the day before. she was 27. died from a brain anurysm. while her life was short, it was fulfilling and she continued to follow her dreams within the theatre profession.
my understanding of how the universe works made it easier for me to be a support for those who were close to her. i thought i had it down and then saturday night my mum tells me an ex from earlier in the year took his own life thursday.
and this is where my human heart breaks. i remember the last time i saw him and what we said to each other. i remember his smile and his laugh. and in the short time he was in our lives elijah lived a fulfilling life. always in the thick of it he shone the most brilliant light i've ever seen.
i woke this morning feeling light and vibrant and loved. as i sit here and think of him tears roll down my cheeks. he told me he couldn't believe i was real because what i wanted was exactly what he wanted and i was a girl so that made it even better.
but it wasn't the right time for either of us and so we let each other go. moving on with the chance of a future. but that future is dead. i can't be there for the service and it kills me.
it's strange, death. it's such a life altering event and we all vow we'll remember to stay connected, answer the phone, whatever but then the next death happens and it's as fresh as the last one.
in saying that. i feel i've been a less than best friend to many. i know i live far away from many most of the time but i want all to know i am here anytime day or night if you need to talk or rant. sometimes having someone outside the situation is good.
the people in my life are amazing beyond words and i love you all so very much.
sailing away