My niece and I have been reading Charlotte's Web and finally finished it this week, two days before school started. I am pretty tenderhearted when it comes to stories about friends. I will be honest. I cried when Charlotte was dying and after she did die. Now you might be thinking, "You are a grown woman! Why would you cry?" I have read that story several times and it always gets to me. This time around it reminded me of a beautiful girl I was friends with who passed away nearly five years ago. I couldn't help but think of her. She was like Charlotte: strong, kind, wise, funny, smart, etc. She helped other along life's way and never ever made me feel bad about myself, always built me up. She also left behind her child for someone to watch over. As the anniversary of her death, I have been thinking of her dad as well, who passed away with her. He was such a great man.
Kennedy, my niece, sat listening to me read when Charlotte is telling Wilbur she won't be coming home with him. She said, "Why are you crying?" I said, "Because I know what Wilbur feels like." I kept thinking of how different life is when they are gone. I remember walking into the house the first time and every time after that, expecting them to come talk to me, or at least be there. What a weird void. And by weird, I mean awful. I guess that is the point of life though. To love others and find our way back to them.
Anyway, this is probably a ridiculous post, but it is what it is. I love that book. I love my dear friends. I miss them. I am going to go cry for a minute now.
janalee
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