Dealing with another friend’s passing

Just over two years ago, I posted on Cheryll’s deathnow that some time has passed, I’m going to use her real name – and how it impacted me. I’m somewhat proud of that post; I’ve been told it was unprofessional to add to my blog, but I felt I captured my grief and honoured her.

That post has been on my mind because it’s happened again.

I know I have so much to catch up on including writing a post about the conference I was at last week. In the hectic rush of presentation preparations, networking events and a lost bag, I missed something important in my Facebook feed. A childhood friend had died in his sleep.

I don’t really know what to say. I have many childhood memories, from those young elementary school days. Putting together LEGO train sets in his living room or watching the Superman movies.

We’d drifted apart, but he added me on Facebook a few years ago. And he carried on as if the distance of time meant very little – I was still his friend.

I suppose as time goes on, this will happen more. Old friends, people who’ve touched your life, will pass away.

But it will never be normal.

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