Dear anonymous,
Lauren sent me a text today. It was a joke about how her electric blanket stopped working so she is holding a funeral. To any other person, I suppose this would be funny. Maybe a year ago I would have found this funny. Except today when I received the message, I immediately became upset. Upset because who jokes about funerals? For an electric blanket, nonetheless? I understand that she holds that blanket near and dear and jokes about it being her husband and so I can understand where the funeral joke came from. Yet I am upset and offended. Do you think I'm justified?
Part of me thinks I'm so upset by it because of the situations surrounding people close to me right now. Suzi's mom recently passed away and I was hoping to go to the funeral but it turns out they had a private service for cremation instead. Then Krista's dad is also getting more ill so his time will inevitably come in the next few months. These are my closest friends and I am seeing them suffer. In the supposed best years of their lives, funerals for their best friends are an occurrence. So perhaps I'm emotional about this and it makes me find the joke offensive.
I can't decide.
Love,
Michelle
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Wednesday, 29 January 2014
Wednesday, 26 June 2013
Changing it up?
Dear Suzi,
Though I am glad we have stayed friends over the last few years, there are a few things that sadden me. I feel like I only know snippets of your life and that we don't talk about much. Sure we reminisce about high school friends and fun times, we laugh and we share our opinions on things like PDA relationships but, I feel like we've hit a wall when it comes to talking about more personal issues face-to-face. Don't get me wrong, when I am having a horrible day or need advice you are one of the first people I text. Yet when we see each other for an hour or two every few months to catch up, I don't feel like I tell you anything of substance and same goes for you. I can understand that it's difficult to broach subjects like your mother's illness and how you are coping because you want to get away from it all for a while but, it feels like I'm skimming over the most important part of your life right now. I miss going to your house and hanging out in your room. I miss eating too much ice cream and watching films. I miss seeing your mom. Maybe it's my fault. I miss it though. I really do.
Love,
Michelle
Though I am glad we have stayed friends over the last few years, there are a few things that sadden me. I feel like I only know snippets of your life and that we don't talk about much. Sure we reminisce about high school friends and fun times, we laugh and we share our opinions on things like PDA relationships but, I feel like we've hit a wall when it comes to talking about more personal issues face-to-face. Don't get me wrong, when I am having a horrible day or need advice you are one of the first people I text. Yet when we see each other for an hour or two every few months to catch up, I don't feel like I tell you anything of substance and same goes for you. I can understand that it's difficult to broach subjects like your mother's illness and how you are coping because you want to get away from it all for a while but, it feels like I'm skimming over the most important part of your life right now. I miss going to your house and hanging out in your room. I miss eating too much ice cream and watching films. I miss seeing your mom. Maybe it's my fault. I miss it though. I really do.
Love,
Michelle
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