SUBTITLED: Leaving in 4 DAYS!!! YIKES
I can't believe that I only have 4 more days left in my hometown.....it might even only be three depending on the weather. But I really want it to be four. Theres something I have to do on Monday....which is going to be extremley hard for me. It will be ten years to the day that a dear friend of mine tragically passed away. I think its going to be an emotional day for me. It always is. Last year was especially hard....and for some reason this year is hard too. I guess realizing that its been a decade since he's been gone, makes my heart break! Having so much time makes me think about stuff more. I guess you never get over the loss of a friend no matter how fast time goes.
So, I am doing a terrible job with this packing. I feel like I am getting NOWHERE with it. Do you even realize how much clothes I have to go through and how much I need to figure out whats going with me now and whats staying. The main thing is that I have my cds and stuff like that packed......BUT...mom informed me today that I have to repack everything if I dont want it to get beat up. Oh the fun of it all. I guess thats a job for Saturday.....if Im not TOO hungover.
Im really going to miss all of my Newfie friends. Its gonna be tough starting a new and different life in another province, but as I have realized this Summer past, I cant live here for the rest of my life!
Well, thats pretty much all I can think of to write right now. Im gonna try to blog before I move! I cant make any promises though! Im far from perfect ya know!
Peace Out!!
1 comment:
Hey Jilly,
Wow, 10 years. It's hard to believe it's been that long. When you lose a friend... well, sometimes it just seems like it was yesterday when you were laughing at a joke, or hanging out together, or just spending time. So I know how you feel. I think you're right in that we never get over losing someone close to us. But we do learn to live with the loss and to let the experience guide us through our lives. On another note, I'm sure he would never want us to "get over it"... at least not if getting over it meant forgetting about it. It hurts a little less and you remember the good memories a little more and I think that's the point of it. Do I make any sense at all? Probably not.
Well, it's 1 am and I'm off to bed.
L8r! Tiff
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