201ish hours later…

I don’t even know where to start. The last 201-ish hours (as of writing this post) seems like an entire lifetime ago. When you lose a dear friend and are holding another dear friend up and navigating grief it might be a whole lifetime. I don’t know.

I know that in the past 201-ish hours I’ve fielded thousands of texts, probably hundreds of phone calls, traded a billion used tissues for clean ones, and many more things I don’t even remember.

I’ll never forget that phone call from the neighbor, the sound of my friend crying, or the kindness the police showed us that day. I’ll never forget the view of the people on my friend’s front lawn in a show of support and love. The gratitude of that moment is a warm feeling in my heart that almost made it burst. I won’t forget my friend’s brother’s response when I had to call him to tell him what happened or how he hugged me and thanked me for being the one to do it. I won’t forget the kids’ reaction to me picking them up, but then the fun we had at the pool and the laughs and splashing or the way they conked out that night.

There’s so much about his past week that I’ll ever forget, but so much that I’ve already forgotten.

I haven’t processed much of what’s gone down yet. I suspect I’ll start once it feels “normal” and my friend is on much better footing. Just know that I’m okay. I really am.

I won’t be able to remember or thank each and every person who has shown my friend and myself such kindness in the last 201-ish hours but I’d like to thank the universe for putting them in our path and all the other ways it’s taken care of us this past week while we’ve navigated this tragic situation this far.

I don’t know if I’ll write more about this or not but if I don’t it’s not because I don’t want to, its because it’s not fully my story to tell. Comments have been turned off but you can always reach me at bakinginmybathingsuit(at)gmail(dot)com.

 

 

 

 

Advertisements

About Court

I spend a lot of time on the pool deck and making treats in my kitchen amongst other things.
This entry was posted in brain chatter and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.