I haven’t written since the fourth because I’m grieving, and when I’m grieving, words are hard to come by.
One of my best and truest friends, who I’ve known since I was four years old, passed away this week. It was unexpected and heartbreaking and I’ve spent the past three days in a haze of tears and mourning. Her letters are scattered over my floor. I feel like I’m in limbo, waiting to hear about the memorial date, so I can rush to Nevada as soon as I know.
I was going to visit her in the spring. We were both so excited for it.