This morning, as soon as I opened my eyes, I remembered that she was gone. And I remembered what a wonderful person she was. I never heard a hateful word come out of her mouth. And then I gave myself permission to feel. And I cried. A lot. I'm trying not to cry right now. I have tried very hard all my life to shove my feelings down into a nice, tidy bundle that can be kicked under the bed. But, I'm not going to do that today. My friend Amy died. And that breaks my heart.
|Rest in peace, Amy.|
The world will truly be a poorer place without you.