Loss

It's strange when someone dies. We hadn't spoken to each other since high school. Not because of any fight or anything... Just natural growing apart. But I do need to take a moment to mourn my friend.


She was my first best friend in Zionsville. Honestly, the first best friend once I'd learned the concept of best friends. Her dad sold us our new house, so I guess neither of us had much choice. Even so, we were friends. She was everything I wasn't. I was so painfully shy. And her? She was charismatic. One of those kids who said the darndest things. One of those kids that every loved because she was so cute and spunky. We had our fights, I'm sure. I know that for the entirety of 2nd grade we were sworn enemies. Later on neither of us could remember what started that fight. I don't really remember much of the bad...

What I remember is building an igloo and playing explorer. She made me be the girl and stay in the igloo and cook while she hunted and did the man things. And in the summer, we played mermaids and dolphin trainer in her pool. Another summer we choreographed a show on the trampoline to the music of the little mermaid for the neighborhood to watch. Looking back that was just the beginning of our choreography collaborations, since we worked together to choreograph some songs for our show choir. I remember our mobile Kool-Aid stand, taking the kool-aid around the neighborhood in her wagon and being chased by bees. Finding a dead bird on the road and giving it a proper burial in an empty lot. Finding a muddy and bedraggled teddybear on the street and cleaning it up to give to a kid who didn't have one. Sharing secrets... just... sharing life, during those years that become nostalgia and "back in the day". Catching up and laughing about life...

We aren't going to be laughing together anymore... And even though we haven't spoken in years, it hurts. A good person... a good friend has died. And a vital piece of my childhood has died with her. I pray for her family and for her...

Lindsay... Spike... you meant so much to me for those few early years. Your friendship was precious. There are so many memories, both good and bad, and I will NEVER forget you. I wish I could have seen you. Caught up with you. Laughed with you. You are so loved... And you'll be very missed. Rest in peace.

Briliant!

So extremely brilliant, you have no idea.

Little Frasier and Niles Were Quite the Handful

Teen boy: (glares at brother, bites thumb)
Younger brother: Mom! He's non-verbally quoting Shakespeare at me again!

Denver, Colorado


lol Name that play! I shouldn't be surprised that other people make this same joke, but I always am surprised.

In other news. Love the new job. I'm just antsy to get on with it. Training is a blast, but I'd really love to just be out on the floor, taking real calls.

Siiiiigh.

Cheers