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Tuesday, December 4, 2007

I miss my friend... (Originally posted on Thursday, June 28, 2007)

A lot has happened this week and I just keep thinking about my friend, Danielle.

My sister just lost a friend in a plane crash earlier this week and she's having a hard time dealing with it, and while one person can never fully understand what another person is going through...I know that one feeling of "Why????" all too well.

On July 7th, 6 years will have passed since my friend was killed in her own home by a complete stranger. On July 6th, 6 years will have passed since I last saw her, and while I don't think about how she died too much any more, and usually don't think about the date of her death almost ever...it all came rushing back at me earlier this week when my sister just said one simple thing...."Why?"

I didn't know how to answer her. I didn't want to tell her that she'll most likely never get an answer. I also didn't want to tell her that the "why?" question will sometimes come and bite you in the butt when you least expect it.

I'm not a doom and gloom person, but it has been my experience in the past 6 years that sometimes, for no reason at all, you just miss your friend or think about them a lot. Some are obvious like the birth of my daughter two years ago...Danielle had been alive for the birth of my son and in the 7 months that she was around him she spoiled him rotten! She couldn't do that for my little girl and it was a little hard to take at the time. Although, for some reason I still got the sense that she was there anyway. Some times are not so obvious like just making hotdogs for the kids and remembering that that's what you had for dinner the last time you saw her.

I just miss the little things friends do together...talking, shopping, going to the movies...mostly I just miss my friend.

My sister will eventually be fine. It takes a while, but like I said I usually don't even think about how or when Danielle died. I remember her birthday every year...Jan. 30th...and the things we did together and the fun we had. My sister will eventually get passed this and she'll go on. You never forget them. They are with you always, but still...I miss my friend.

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