Some days

Oy vey.

So I go to this coping with grief and loss group therapy thing, and it is very helpful. But today I walked out of there really, really missing my friend. Of course that's normal, but I spent enough time trying not to confront the way I was feeling that it's rough to come back to it now. Clearly, this is something I must work through. Thankfully, I'm not super depressed. I just miss her a lot. And I haven't really been able to admit that for a long time. Maybe therapy's working.

"I have to keep reminding myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are far too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice. But then again, the place where you live is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend." ~ The Shawshank Redemption

I think I wrote that on Roach's graduation card, too. If she had a tombstone, that would be what I would put on it.