I'm honestly not really sure what all to say right now.
The girl who made up my childhood neighborhood threesome - the only friends I ever had in my same neighborhood - died unexpectedly today from complications from diabetes. She was 24 years old.
We used to play together all the time. I remember the first day I met her, walking into her backyard from next door because she had a swingset (!). I was about 9 or 10 at the time; she was about 6 or 7. The other 1/3 of us was around my age, so we always used to make sure she knew she was the baby. We weren't every really good friends, but I certainly remember enough good times. I wasn't friends with her after about age 13 or so. But our mutual best friend (they even went to college together) kept in touch with her, so I usually got to keep up with her doings. We weren't very similar, but she definitely made a small, but indelible imprint on my life. It's crazy to look at the impact that a 24 year old has made on the world and she isn't here anymore. The world shouldn't be viewed this way. She should still be here, for and with her friends and family.
It reminds me that life is crazy, that it only takes one second; one moment; one .... anything. It reminds me that the human body is crazypants amazing but also just plain crazy. It can turn on you in an instant, and there's such a bigger force at play. We're helpless in the grand scheme of things. It's a discomfiting feeling to realize that the human body is so fickle, so temporary.
I want to pray. I honestly do. But I'm not exactly sure if my prayers would be heard - not because they are any less important than the next person, but because I don't know who to pray to. I believe in the power of prayer - but I also believe it's important to ask the right person. And I'm not sure who that is for me right now. I'll certainly send up a wish tonight and ask Choo & Granny to help me out.I'll even ask them to keep an eye out for her.
I wish I knew what to say. I don't. So tonight is about silence.
Rest in peace, Skye. You're missed by so many.
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