This morning I woke up and immediately wanted to the day to be over.
Today marks six months from when Sally died.
Which seems crazy to me, I felt like I just talked to her one the phone yesterday, I can still hear her laughter in my head. I can still remember every conversation we had in which I had to say "Sally please stop, I love you, but that is too much information..." (Sally was a very open person, she would tell you anything, even if you didn't want to hear it. Like the one time she told me about how Chemo sends you into an early menopause...)
I rolled out of bed and hit my alarm, and I had no idea how I would get through the rest of the day. Would I be able to see all of my friends without being a downer?
I spent so much time thinking about how I would make it through the day, and remembering Sally that I ended up looking like complete crap today.
I didn't tell that many people about today's sorrowful significance, just two people, whom both gave me their best wishes.
I may have mentioned this before when I first wrote about Sally, but after her death I literally see her everywhere.I see her in all of the little things, for example, today I was walking to lunch; and I knew lunch would be one of the hardest things to get through today. I didn't think I was ready to see my friends, it's not like they would harass me or anything, I just knew I wasn't myself today. However on my way walking to lunch I saw a something shiny on the ground, so I look at it, and it's a penny heads-up.
I smiled, and picked it up. This was Sally's sign that I would be just fine.
Maybe some of you laugh at me or smirk when I say that I knew Sally did this, but I do. I know it sounds childish, like believing in fairies or something, but this is diff rent. I don't expect anyone to understand, and mostly because I don't want you to. I don't ever want someone to go through losing their best friend. Odds are it will eventually happen, but I don't want it to happen.
So I just want my friends to note: If you didn't understand why I kept on going on-and-on about the penny I found on the ground today, that's why.
This day was hard to get through, considering I knew I had to call Mark up later in the day which I knew we would both sob unconditionally, but I got through the day.
And know I think that, with Sally's signs, I can get through anything.
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