February 24th has to come every year. Some years I'm okay with this and others not so much. On this day, 13 years ago, my world was turned upside down when I suddenly lost one of my best friends in a trajic car accident. We were life time best friends. We were college room mates. We were in the car together.
I have so many thoughts as February 24th approaches every year. Often it's filled with the events of that day and what the weeks after that looked liked. Empty. Dark. Sad. Fake smiles. Needy. Dependent on friends and often times alcohol. Knowing that I trusted in the Lord's plan but not really knowing how to be content in the plan.
I also remember the closeness of my friends. I love that memory. I have always felt fortunate to have a group of girls that I met in elementary and are still my bestest friends today. It was a difficult time for us. We all grieved in different ways, not even really knowing what that meant. We grew together in that situation.
Its always interesting what prompts a memory; the weather, music, a color, 11:11 on the clock...
We had a special friend that left an amazing legacy. Her bright smile, sweet hugs and encouraging spirit. I am thankful for the friendship and the memories and although February 24th is a tough day, I always find my way back to celebrating Lyndsi's life...back to a place where the sweet memories fill the emptiness...a place where I know even in the dark times, God was at work...
No comments:
Post a Comment