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So before you read this, please let me just say that I know this is nothing in comparison to the pain and suffering we see currently on TV.... and that which we are remembering and reflecting upon today, September 11th.....
...but my heart still hurts.
I was thinking this morning of the person I shared comfort with on September 11th, 2001. This person, as of very recent events, is apparantly no longer in my life....
I met Rishan on a Collegiate Chorale retreat in the fall of 2001, and - other than my DH who was a friend at the time, and some family - I have never had a more important person come into my life. He was one of my dearest friends .... someone who supported me in dreams that others thought were absurd.... someone who made me laugh hysterically when I was freaking out about wedding plans, diet woes, other things -- large or small -- that I may have been dealing with.
When his father lost his job and they faced the possibility of moving back to Sri Lanka, DH and I spent days with him.
On the most important day of my life, he made a huge sacrifice to be a part of my wedding.
And then, one day, he asked advice of me that I knew was coming. He had been struggling with something for a while, and I told him what he did not want to hear. This is always the hardest part of a true friendship, no? Telling someone the truth, even when it hurts?
Well, we haven't spoken since. DH tries to comfort me by saying that certainly a "true friend" would realize that I was just trying to do the right thing for him...... and I tried to believe that....... but I know Rish was a true friend. I have been on his end of the same situtation, so I just kept telling myself that he needed some time.
I still don't know what decision he made with said situation. I don't know how he is doing, I don't know if they are moving or not, I don't know how his final year at Miami is going......
It's like a huge part of me is missing. For several weeks I would make the occasional phone call, leave a message telling him something funny or wishing him a good afternoon (like I always have in the past).... but now I'm sure that's the last thing he wants if he is truly upset with me.
Where does that leave me? How do I let him know that I am here for him, now or in 20 years if he wants or needs that friendship? How do you fill that void?
Please don't get me wrong. The rest of my life is going perfectly. I feel guilty and ENTIRELY selfish even crying over something like this.... I feel like I'm back in high school or something.
I guess I didn't know "adults" could feel the same pain, and deal with the same heartache?
Lol.... sorry for my rambling. I'm hoping that by finally getting it out, crying a bit, and maybe some happy thoughts that I'll be able to just cherish the times we shared, you know?
Thanks for listening (reading)
...but my heart still hurts.
I was thinking this morning of the person I shared comfort with on September 11th, 2001. This person, as of very recent events, is apparantly no longer in my life....
I met Rishan on a Collegiate Chorale retreat in the fall of 2001, and - other than my DH who was a friend at the time, and some family - I have never had a more important person come into my life. He was one of my dearest friends .... someone who supported me in dreams that others thought were absurd.... someone who made me laugh hysterically when I was freaking out about wedding plans, diet woes, other things -- large or small -- that I may have been dealing with.
When his father lost his job and they faced the possibility of moving back to Sri Lanka, DH and I spent days with him.
On the most important day of my life, he made a huge sacrifice to be a part of my wedding.
And then, one day, he asked advice of me that I knew was coming. He had been struggling with something for a while, and I told him what he did not want to hear. This is always the hardest part of a true friendship, no? Telling someone the truth, even when it hurts?
Well, we haven't spoken since. DH tries to comfort me by saying that certainly a "true friend" would realize that I was just trying to do the right thing for him...... and I tried to believe that....... but I know Rish was a true friend. I have been on his end of the same situtation, so I just kept telling myself that he needed some time.
I still don't know what decision he made with said situation. I don't know how he is doing, I don't know if they are moving or not, I don't know how his final year at Miami is going......
It's like a huge part of me is missing. For several weeks I would make the occasional phone call, leave a message telling him something funny or wishing him a good afternoon (like I always have in the past).... but now I'm sure that's the last thing he wants if he is truly upset with me.
Where does that leave me? How do I let him know that I am here for him, now or in 20 years if he wants or needs that friendship? How do you fill that void?
Please don't get me wrong. The rest of my life is going perfectly. I feel guilty and ENTIRELY selfish even crying over something like this.... I feel like I'm back in high school or something.
I guess I didn't know "adults" could feel the same pain, and deal with the same heartache?
Lol.... sorry for my rambling. I'm hoping that by finally getting it out, crying a bit, and maybe some happy thoughts that I'll be able to just cherish the times we shared, you know?
Thanks for listening (reading)



