Gone

A week ago today a friend died.

I have little concept of people close to me dying. My parents are only children so we are a small family with distant offshoots. My grandparents are all gone. Both grandmothers died before I was 9 so I have no memories of their passing. My grandfathers have been gone a while, but only one I still keenly feel the loss of.

I only experienced my first burial last year, when my best friend’s mother died. It was a crushing experience. My family are generally all cremated – I suppose a slightly sanitized version.

And as I have moved a lot I haven’t experienced the death of people around my own age. I lose contact with people easily. I haven’t kept in touch with anyone from my school years.

Our friend was diagnosed with terminal liver cancer last summer. She was 27. They told her she would be dead by the end of the year. Her treatment was only palliative. In December her mother came over from Canada, collected her, and took her home. That was the last I saw of her aside from sporadic updates on Facebook. And then suddenly, one day, there is was. The message that she had gone. Having just made it to her 28th birthday.

And it’s a concept I struggle with. Here was a person who was, in my opinion, one of the few genuine assets to the human race, that I have ever met. And although we saw her sick before she went home, trying to get my head around the fact that she was there, and now she is not, is baffling.

I just don’t get it. And it makes me terribly sad.

12814770_10156556353000024_2969402718848339672_n

01/02/1988 – 08/03/2016

 

Advertisements

Tags: , , , ,

About goingitalone

All you need to know about me is on my posts. Right now, things are quiet. I'm trying to get back into blogging. Time - where is all the time!!!!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: