When my sister Alex was 20 she had two best friends. Both died in the same year. The one died of brain cancer and the other died in a motorcycle accident. Both were horrible losses.
What I remember most from this period of her life is her unwillingness to come to terms with the death of her friend who died in the accident. You see, she had been mad at him and they hadn’t talked with each other for a while. Then, one day, a phone call came through. The unthinkable happened. He had been in an accident and instantly died. Just like that. Without any warning, without any proper goodbyes. She was furious. She was crying and crying and didn’t really stop crying for days. ‘I didn’t get the chance to tell him I loved him’.
Then and there I made a pact with myself not ever to part with a loved one on bad terms. I have managed to keep it throughout the years with a few exceptions (I was 16 at the time).
I have been thinking for a while to dedicate one post a month on each of my close friends. I promise I won’t share too much information as some of you might not enjoy going public. It’s just that I feel I need to get it off my chest just because some things are better left said.
Should you be one of my close friends and hate the idea, kindly let me know. For all intents and purposes of sharing the love I would prefer stating the whole (given/first) name and not only the initial (as I usually do).
Until next time