So here I am, sitting her in a hotel room on the Space Coast, crying my eyes out. It's finally hit me...I came to the realization of the pain and sadness my friend is feeling right now. It became real, it became true, it became reality.
I am sad this week. I am broken-hearted. I have come to the realization that life often makes no sense and sometimes things happen that are not meant to be understood.
Saturday night, my friend of 21 year's husband passed away, unexpectedly. Admittedly, I didn't know him well. After 21 years of friendship, my friend and I don't talk everyday, and often months would go by that we wouldn't speak at all. It's not ok, but after that long, you stop being friends and are family...and that happens with family. Even though the time passes, I feel like I never skip a beat with her - it's as if it's not necessary to talk all the time.
I didn't really get to know her husband all that well. I met and spent time with him a few times, and he seemed nice. It made me happy to see her happy, and to hear that he cared for her daughter from a previous relationship as if she was his own. I can't honestly say I knew him....I wish I would have had the opportunity. But knowing, that even if for a short time, he made my friend, my sister, happy, that's enough for me.
I logged onto myspace and looked down to see her myspace photo. And there they stood, happy as could be. I had to click...I had to look closer. And then it hit me. He's gone. At 36 years old, he was taken from this world, leaving behind a wife, a six month old, and a broken hearted little girl.
I mourn the loss...for my friend, for his and her family, for the children, for the friendship I didn't really get the chance to develop. She deserves so much more than this...
Tomorrow is the viewing. It just doesn't seem real. This shouldn't be happening. I want to fix it. I want to make it better for her. How do you mend a broken heart? How do I help? What do I do?
