Surviving without

I keep expecting her to call. I know what that means.  I have not yet come to terms with my best friend's death.  I don't know that I ever will.  It hasn't "hit me" yet.  I keep hearing that it gets better over time.  I don't think so.  Not this time. I loved her more than … Continue reading Surviving without

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Two more days…

This is the fourth day since CeCe died.  I waver between anger, sadness, numbness. My life has centered around her, I realize, for a very long time.  Not a day went by that I did not think about her, wonder where she was or what she was doing, and why she hadn't returned my call. … Continue reading Two more days…