
Hi, ladies. How are you? 🙂 I hope everything on your end’s going well and that you had a fun New Year’s.
I know I’ve been MIA for a few days, which is totally unusual. For going on three years now (since Feb. ’07), we’ve chatted at least once a day, so I’m sorry.
Suffice it to say, I’m not quite feeling like my usual self. I haven’t wanted to burden you with it, though, and so I’ve kept quiet.
But I figure that sharing is probably better than just holding it all in, so here goes…
Grief
The death of my friend’s dad hit me hard. It’s a deep and profound sadness, one I’ve never felt before. My heart’s flooded with a sorrow that I’ve so far been unable to handle.
Part of it’s the pain I feel for my friend. We’ve been close since childhood, being there for one another, and because she’s hurting, I am too.
The other part has been the realization that one day I will also mourn the loss of my father.
I keep seeing the image of my friend at the funeral, walking behind the coffin that held her dad, sobbing in her brother’s arms. I keep hearing the sound of her voice as she struggled to sing one last song for him (The Rainbow Connection) at his grave site because he loved the sound of her voice so much.
It’s all weighing down my heart like an anchor…
And the hits keep coming!
Adding to my general malaise, the cough I picked up last week (which I didn’t think worth mentioning) officially turned into a “thing” my doctor calls “reactive airway disease.”
But thanks to two oh-so-sexy inhalers (looking for a cute wristlet in which to carry them), I’m finally getting better.
I pictured animated birds like from Disney’s Cinderella
I woke up to the soothing sound of a light rain outside my window. I listened to it for a while, and then it stopped. Then a brief silence, and then a symphony of birds chirping and singing, “Rise and shine, Karen! It’s time to get up! Come on, let’s go. Get up, get up, get up!”
And so I did. 🙂
Thank you
I’m suddenly reminded of everything good in the world, like you — a kind and generous person who takes time out of your busy day to spend it daydreaming with me about makeup or dinner plans or school or work or life.
Yes, I know this sounds corny, but I want to thank you for being you. Through everything, the good stuff and the bad, you’ve been there for me.
I can feel my joy rising to the surface again… bobbing up and down in a sea of makeup and beauty.
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,
Karen


















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