On loss.

Forget me not.

One year ago I lost one of my oldest and closest friends in a car accident. Today, like so many other days this past year, I miss her. I think my heart may hurt forever. She was the most intelligent, compassionate and loving woman in my life. She inspired me and now she’s gone. Permanent is so hard to perceive. Pictures of her still hang at my desk and in my home because I’m not ready to let a new memory replace the only ones I’ll ever have with her. Nothing prepares you for the feeling of loss.

My friend firmly believed in the importance being merry so I’m going to allow myself this moment, but I promise to start smiling again tomorrow.