Dear Baby

(A Random photo -On top of Corona Heights Park, San Francisco with Gibson)

I’m sorry for being so quiet.

Really, I haven’t had much to say

I learned yesterday that a friend passed away

Suddenly and in a most tragic way.

A jewel of girl with a fame-worthy smile.

It feels weird to go about life as it requires when something heartbreaking happens.

It feels even more weird to deal with this loss away from home. Away from my family. Away from friends who share my sadness.

I deleted every post I intended to use while on the road.

I kep thinking “How could I possibly post my normal, this-is-our-life sort of posts in a time like this?”

Then I came across a line in the book I’ve been reading on this trip.

“Sometimes you need what’s familiar to help you face what isn’t” (The Horse Boy by Rupert Isaacson)

I must have read it over ten times. And dogeared the page. and circled it.

Maybe it is doing that familiar thing that makes the most sense.

and so here I am on my blog

after not knowing what else to say or do.

Tying myself to the one familiar thing I have right now.

An attempt to buoy myself against the unjust reality of a friend’s life cut short.

Love,

M