SibcyRoad

oh hai mark

I didn't understand either for a long time. Then my friend rolled her car taking a turn too fast and was ejected out of her window (wear your seatbelt kids).

Everyone was so sad. For several days I couldn't stop thinking about the life we lost. The life SHE lost. What she would never be able to do. She'd never marry or have kids. Never buy her own home or graduate college. I was sad for her.

Walking up to say our goodbyes at the wake took 3 hours because of how many people were there. The entire time I was nervous to look at her. Then I got up to the casket and it was like flipping a switch. Despite the fact that her hair and makeup looked like she did it herself something was off. It didn't look like her. Her "essence" was gone. She wasn't there. And in that moment I was able to move on.

Lent.

I think I might know someone who worked with you. Maybe.