I use my dogs as a filler for not having a best friend anymore.
It kind of works. They need me and they are entertaining. Just last night, Tiny woke me up terrified of the thunder and I had to rock him back to sleep.
But I can’t really go shopping or to a movie with them. I can’t grab a drink or lunch with them.
They can listen to me and my problems but they aren’t very good conversationalists.
Bill is absolutely my best friend and partner but there is something about having a solid female in your life to talk to that is really irreplaceable.
I will say that having no best friend is ultimately better than having a selfish piece of shit best friend who treats you like garbage.
You’ve been gone for 11 years today and things are pretty screwed up in our family. Maybe things would still be screwed up if you were here up but at least you’d be here to talk to. Sometimes I feel like your memory has been watered down to buying my mom yellow roses and taking shots of wild turkey.
At first I was mad at God, and then I was just mad all of the time. The person I really should have been angry with was you. You knew something was wrong and you did nothing. You were too proud or too stubborn. I know this because I have those same qualities and it scares the shit out of me.
I’m trying to make the best of what you left behind. You could have been here, you should be here.
But you’re not. Here’s to another year of remembering that. I’m going to break the cycle of stubbornness, anger and pride, one of these days.
I have the seasons on DVD..I’ve had them for years now. I’ve pulled out those DVDs whenever I’ve been down, going through a bad breakup, having a rough patch in school or any other hard times I’ve had over the last 5 years.
I cried during the entire finale, not because it was particularly emotional or climactic, but because I am so thankful that I had this show. I’m genuinely thankful I had something that could pick me up out of a slump time after time and get me through to the next day.
I will always have The Office. Thanks forever.
Back in my sewing room and it feels so good. Finishing up a special first communion quilt for my beautiful goddaughter. I used a lot of purple, which is her favorite color. I don’t get to see her nearly enough, so I decided to make her something that would remind her of me.
I wish I could see my nieces and nephew everyday. It really breaks my heart seeing them every few months.