I Am a True and Loyal Friend
Did I leave Smitty flat when I found Melon? I remember being very good friends with Smitty, often going to her home hanging with her and her neighborhood friends. We would play ball, ice skate, sled. I can't remember what it was that made us grow apart and how I hope it's just the way life happens. It was so long ago but Smitty is a great woman and has always been and I pray I didn't hurt her. I could ask but she'd probably think I was nuts.
She messengered me a lecture from a woman about moving forward after a loss with a note saying she knew I was having a rough time. How thoughtful and kind. Just as I always remember her.
I sent that lecture to Melon's husband. He responded that it made sense and would find himself listening to it often to be reminded that it's ok to move forward.
I've been thinking about why this week I'm having such a hard time. Melon and I grew up together. We had the same passions for so many years. We could sit on the phone, 500 miles apart, watching the same Yankee game, laughing, screaming, understanding this passion. Jeter's election to the HOF is a wonderful thing but not being able to share it with my Melon hurts so much.
She was that person that could tell me that I was wrong, to shut up and/or apologize as necessary, but don't let anyone else say I was wrong. She would defend me until forever...
I'm not the same person I was before I lost my Melon and don't expect I will ever be. I miss her awful...
I need to call Smitty and apologize if necessary. Melon would want me to.
She messengered me a lecture from a woman about moving forward after a loss with a note saying she knew I was having a rough time. How thoughtful and kind. Just as I always remember her.
I sent that lecture to Melon's husband. He responded that it made sense and would find himself listening to it often to be reminded that it's ok to move forward.
I've been thinking about why this week I'm having such a hard time. Melon and I grew up together. We had the same passions for so many years. We could sit on the phone, 500 miles apart, watching the same Yankee game, laughing, screaming, understanding this passion. Jeter's election to the HOF is a wonderful thing but not being able to share it with my Melon hurts so much.
She was that person that could tell me that I was wrong, to shut up and/or apologize as necessary, but don't let anyone else say I was wrong. She would defend me until forever...
I'm not the same person I was before I lost my Melon and don't expect I will ever be. I miss her awful...
I need to call Smitty and apologize if necessary. Melon would want me to.
