Last week I lost a friend. A friend for over 25 years. An extrodanary man, a talented and funny man yet humble to the core. His legacy is solidified, he was loved by many.
His quick wit was one of his greatest gifts. Self deprecating humour. If you were brought into his poke at himself it was the ultimate compliment.
I will miss our true friendship. We didn't have to talk regularly. We knew that we could reach out and count on each other.
I will miss him. The last couple of days, my sweetie and I have been reliving the times together. Reminiscing, reflecting, remembering and cherishing the memories.
Whenever someone close to me passes, I question my own mortality. I know that grieving a loss is important. With my depression, I need to be aware of how fragile it is and not let myself go to that dark place. This is why I blog, volunteer, am a mental health advocate. I help myself by trying to help and support others.
Tears were shed this week. I am comforted in knowing that heaven will be a funnier place because of my friend. Miss you.
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