Last night, my friends and I went out to celebrate the life of a friend who passed a couple weeks ago. I wasn't able to attend her funeral, but we spent last night at her favorite restaurant in downtown Indianapolis--English Ivy's.
I didn't know too much about her, even though I had hung out with her about a dozen times over the few years. She was one of the people at our therapy group who talked a lot. She had a lot of funny stories, but as for her personal life, I only knew a little.
It just seems sad that I will never get to know them, and that I didn't get to spend more time with them. Maybe we take for granted that friends in our lives will be there, and that there's always a next time that we will see them if we are busy or have other things going on. I knew there were a few times she wanted to get together but I was busy. Now I feel guilty that I let those moments go. Perhaps they could've been one more good memory of her that I would have to share with her friends or jus to reflect on.
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Oh Colleeny, I'm so sorry for the loss of your friend. And you are right- every moment is precious. Every experience, every memory. I don't think there's ever been a passing where friends and loved ones look back and feel there was enough time, enough hugs, or enough smiles.
The best we can do is live- and especially- love to the fullest every single day.
And I love you, Colleeny. So very very much.
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