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Just got to spend a couple of nights in my bff’s childhood home….that we both!! grew up in.
The love of her parents STILL lives/sings, from those walls and halls.
Good therapy, for sure.
Part of me will never get over the loss of my best friend.
Her husband did not call me after the last time I visited her in the hospital.
He also did not invite me to attend her funeral, if there even WAS one.
I don’t know if she was laid to rest here in Maine, of if he took her back to Wisconsin with him.
He DID leave a message on my answering machine and apologized for not calling me. He said ‘I’m sorry I didn’t call you, we just....”
‘Anyway, God Bless you, and my number is *** *** **** if you want to call.”
I called a few days ago, and asked if he would please give me a quick call.
There has been no response so far.
His family are very wealthy and kind of snooty, so...
My best friend was much more down to earth.
I guess I just have really have had no closure, and no chance to say goodbye.
She made me a beautiful walking stick, with forest, sea and animal spirits all over it, and when I am missing her, I hold onto it real tight.
I know this is probably more than you ever wanted to know, and I apologize for dumping it all on you.
Maybe sharing it will help in the healing...
So thanks for that.