Bittersweet

Hi everyone! I hope your weekend was good! I had a pretty good weekend. It’s too bad it went by so fast like usual! Thank Goodness this week will be a short work week because of Thanksgiving.

On Saturday, I relaxed at home and ran errands. It was a sad day for me. It was the third anniversary of my friend’s death. My friend Erika passed away from breast cancer at 31 years old. We were good friends throughout high school. We hung out a lot in school. We also hung out at each other’s homes. We pretty much did teenage girl things like go to the movies, the mall,etc. We told each other secrets, laughed and cried together.

After high school, we kind of lost touch. We still talked on the phone or on Facebook once in awhile. We always said we would hang out but it never happened. She got sick and had to get chemotherapy treatment. During this time, I wasn’t living in El Paso. I never got to see her. Even when I moved back, we really weren’t in each other’s lives that much. I remember we talked one day a few months before she passed away. She said she was feeling better and her cancer was in remission. I remember making plans but we let life and work get in the way.

A few months later, I found out she passed away from another high school friend. I was in shock, in mourning and basically felt all kinds of other emotions. It seemed like we talked the other day! I felt terrible for not hanging out with her and not saying goodbye. I felt like I wasn’t a good friend. I didn’t find out she passed away until weeks after her funeral. I got very upset with my friend from high school because she didn’t tell me it happened. Her family didn’t bury her at a cemetery so I never got to see her one last time. To this day, I still live with some guilt. There’s days when I still think about her. I think about the great times we had in school. I think about the conversations we had in high school and afterwards. Since I didn’t get to say goodbye to her, I’ve donated money to different charities who help terminal cancer patients.

On Sunday, I mostly relaxed and did a couple of chores around the house. I visited my parents because it’s my mom’s 60th birthday. I’m glad I got to spend time with them. It’s always nice when you remember good times with your loved ones. Don’t forget to tell your loved ones you love and appreciate them as much as possible. One day it won’t matter and it will be too late. Have a great week ahead! Until next time!

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7 comments

  1. I’m sorry for your loss, but I’m betting that your friend wouldn’t want you to feel guilty. Remember the good and let the guilt go. xo

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  2. I understand your feelings because of your friend and that you wished you had been more in touch. That was how life went. She wasn’t in touch with you either, right? You spent some wonderful years together on which you can look back. Isn’t that what we all want to leave in other people’s heart once the inevitable is coming? And she did it in yours. But as I said, I understand that.

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