More Sad Shit…
I know I said I wouldn’t post any more sad shit, but I feel like crap today, so I guess I might as well bring you all down with me. Last one, I promise*.
Today is the come-down I guess.
The day when you realise that you have to live the rest of your life without your mate.
That you can’t call her when you’re in a restaurant to ask WTF some fancy-schmancy ingredient is. That you can’t send a scathing text to her when you see someone wearing a terrible outfit combo (and you can’t say it to anyone else or they’ll think you’re a bastard, which is fairly accurate.) That you can’t send her a pic of the Cadbury Dairy Milk Family Block you are about to eat, knowing she will text straight back telling you you’re a bogan.
That you won’t hear her laugh again.
Or see her bloody big smile.
That you won’t be having all those family holidays you were planning, once she got well.
That you won’t be going to New York together for her 40th. She won’t be having a 40th.
The hole that is in my chest right now just feels so big I don’t know how it will ever heal. I know all the platitudes. I’ve done this all before. Several times.
I’m just wrung out today.
So if I haven’t already bummed out your day enough, check out this song by Xavier Rudd that played at the funeral. It was written for Hayley I reckon.
*This might be a lie. I will try though..
Thinking of you Al, take care, life can be a real shit sometimes, not sure why just because it can.
Thanks Di.
Being sad sucks, but we all know that don’t we. I guess it means we care…
Alison – I dont know when I next will see you. I promise the next time I see you, I will give you an Itaiian Hug .Thinking of you. xoxo
Thanks Paul. I could use one mate. Hope you had a great trip home. I’ve loved reading it all..
Sending hugs xxoo
Thanks Sam. xx
Beautiful Al. And what a fitting song. X
I know… It’s like it was written for her. It’s Coco’s new fave song, so I think it won’t be so beautiful to us after 13hrs in the car on the way back home….
Sharing is good, so I don’t mind reading about sad shit if it helps you. I can’t imagine how incredibly sad you must feel. Best wishes fellow blogger.
Thanks bloggy mate. I don’t know if it helps, but I guess I just want everyone to know what a grouse chick she was, and that she was loved. Sometimes I wonder what our legacy is, if not to make impressions on the hearts of those we come across…