Remembering Eileen: #sol15 23/31

 

Hi Friend,

It’s been three years since you left us and after the first painful year, I miss you still. Often there’s a nudge and I am just about to reach for my phone to call and share something with you and I know I can’t.  I can’t call you or my mom and I have to let it go.

It was so good to have your friendship for our years together in the days when I enjoyed conversations on the phone.  We could talk for an hour, more, until one or both of us ached or had to race for the shower and an appointment.

I remember so well what each of us brought to the table.  You were honest, I was energized.

No one has taken your place but I’m not sad anymore.

So my friend, I hope you exist somewhere.  It’s way beyond me to think about  a present you.  Maybe I’ll understand more when it’s my time to join you.

For now I have you frozen in this picture with me, too bad you gave me such a hard time about taking pictures. That’s okay.

Miss you,

Bonnie

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9 thoughts

  1. Three years? It doesn’t seem that long ago. I understand your feeling that you want to pick up the phone to call, I still have that thought about my dad. The pictures are a precious commodity. Thankfully you persevered and have some.

  2. What a beautiful tribute to your friend. I love that you chose to address a letter to her and referred to the days when you talked on the phone. Something definitely nudged you in a good way today.

  3. When someone leaves us it is nice to have pictures and memories. Although they produce an ache in our heart they also bring a smile to our face as we remember happy times. Sending comforting thoughts your way, Bonnie.

  4. What a beautiful tribute…and what memories you shared. Somehow, I know she is with you whether flitting off on travels or filling the buckets of teachers and learners. You life is richer, even today, thanks to your friend.

  5. Bonnie, I was thinking about you and Eileen and your year of writing to her just yesterday. My friend has been going through something hard, and yesterday was (hopefully) the end of it. All weekend and all of yesterday we were texting, and I was sending her courage and I was thinking about how much I would miss doing that with her, and for her. It’s nice that you are still writing to Eileen.

  6. I haven’t visited your blog enough this slicing season. Glad I did. Thank you. I missed your year of writing letters, but I remember last years’ post. The friendship you had lives on here.

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