Thursday, May 10, 2012
One Month Since My Best Friend Was Murdered
This week marked the one-month anniversary of my best friend's brutal murder. I have never cried so many tears or had so much grief in my life. Ever. Since we lived 200 miles apart, Chris and I didn't see each other that often, but I can't tell you the number of times I have started to dial his number or send him a text. Every morning and every evening I am still reminded he is gone when I look at my "Words with Friends" games and he hasn't played.
Ironically, the last word I played in our game was quits. For days, I looked at our game with the notifications blaring Remind Chris to play! And then the day came when the game was automatically resigned. You won! The game told me. Little does a stupid game know.
There was the day when I thought I was all cried out...till I got a call from the detective asking about the last contact I had with Chris. That hit hard. I took the rest of the day off teaching and sat in my back yard pulling weeds and crying. By some miracle, my girls stayed inside and played, giving me peace. And I retreated in to mourning all over again.
I am better now. I am keeping busy with all the tasks that I let go for weeks. I think about Chris daily and pray for the young man who did the unthinkable. Yet I know this is just a season in my life.
I implore all my readers to reach out and help children. Any child, every child, but especially the ones that seem to be struggling or seem unlovable. It might be your hand that makes a difference.
If you haven't read about what happened, you can read it in this post Words You Never Want to Hear about Your Best Friend and Murder of My Friend.