A Coming Storm
Mar. 3rd, 2010 10:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
musingaloudIt's a beautiful spring morning here. The sun is shining, the air is clear of smog, the sky is blue. Flowers are blooming: scarlet gardenias, white and gold daffodils, pink tulips, other smaller flowers in purple and lavender and white. Buds are swelling, fruits trees are in blossom, delicate new leaves are emerging. It's the promise of new life. And yet it's the calm before the storm. A thunderstorm is expected this afternoon.
It's fitting for what I'm feeling today. In 10 days, I'll be saying my final goodbye to one of my dearest friends. I can truthfully say we knew each other our whole life. I have so many memories, so many things we shared. She passed away Sept. 30 in Alaska and the memorial service and scattering of her human remains will be in 10 days in our hometown. I'm dreading it so. It's still raw, partly because she was so far away and partly because it's just so wrong that she's gone. Still, I expect to have a bit of closure afterwards. But only a bit. She's left a void that will never be filled.
It's fitting for what I'm feeling today. In 10 days, I'll be saying my final goodbye to one of my dearest friends. I can truthfully say we knew each other our whole life. I have so many memories, so many things we shared. She passed away Sept. 30 in Alaska and the memorial service and scattering of her human remains will be in 10 days in our hometown. I'm dreading it so. It's still raw, partly because she was so far away and partly because it's just so wrong that she's gone. Still, I expect to have a bit of closure afterwards. But only a bit. She's left a void that will never be filled.
