I was on a train recently and looked around while thinking about Death. How it’s not something most of us think about often, and that living seems so easy, hearts seem to keep beating unless they stop. How they keep beating and how life keeps living seems almost impossible, but it does, until it doesn’t.
I found out yesterday that a really wonderful friend died this weekend. She was doing something adventurous and then her life ended. She would have been 30 in a little more than three months, a day before me.
I can’t really comprehend what it all means or how long it will hurt like this, but as A reminds me, she would be wanting us to celebrate not only her life, but our own. She was like that. She was always so proud of her friends and so determined to make the most of life. She was a little crazy and always smiling. I loved this about her.
LQ was one of the few friends who trekked to Australia to watch me get married and sign my marriage certificate. These are some photos I took of her on that night.
Goodbye, my LQ. How I’ll miss you and will always, always be loving you.