I’ve been AWOL for a little while. Part of that is because of work, being scheduled seven days in a row of 8am-5pm doesn’t exactly make for cohesive thought. I might be gone for a little longer after this post.
I lost a good friend, yesterday. My best friend. I won’t write his name other than to say he was the Mutt that I’ve mentioned a few times on this blog. He was a hard worker and a great man. The story in the paper is that he was on his way here for school, and for unknown reasons swerved into oncoming traffic. It was probably painless, since I can only assume his fatigue caught up to him and he fell asleep at the wheel.
There is a small comfort to me in my way of thinking about life. In my view, he learned whatever he needed to learn and now he’s off to do something else for a while. His last lesson to me will be teaching me how to mourn, since I’ve never lost someone close to me before. I’m so happy I had the pleasure of knowing him, and I’m going to miss him desperately. I’ll be forever grateful for all that he’s given me, and all he’s taught me, and I’m going to try to carry on for him.
For now, though, I need to rest, and heal. There’s an empty spot in my heart today.