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Big Fish
By Danny Elfman, Various Artists
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It's sometimes incredible to me to think of all the ups and downs that life brings our way. Most often, it seems that they tend to follow each other. It almost is as if God is trying to remind us never to get too proud of ourselves or take things for granted.
I have had a very difficult last week and a half. The day after Jeff and I and a bunch of friends went out to celebrate my new job, I found out that one of my closest friends in theatre at Bradley and after was killed while serving in the Peace Corps in Suriname South America. She was one of the brightest lights I've ever met. Her visitation was on Monday and her funeral was yesterday morning. Jeff and my friend Misty and I all went up for both of them. Though Jeff didn't know her, his comment after finding out was that when he met her at the wedding he was excited for when she would be coming back to the States because he wanted to get to know her because he could tell she was someone very special to me since I spent more time with her than with anyone else. It's so funny to me because our friendship was so up and down and funny throughout college, but when I moved out to Colorado to work for those 3 months, she was out there too and once she found out I was there, she wouldn't leave me alone until we hung out. And hang out we did! We did so much together that summer and saw each other at least once a week. It was like all the crazy of college was forgotten and we were just really able to have a great solid friendship-one that we kept up through email and calls until she left for Suriname and then continued to try to keep up through email while she was gone.
It's led me to reflect a lot on how people influence me and how different people come in and out of your life and that, if you're not careful, you can let some really incredible people slip away if you're not careful. I got to reconnect with a lot of those incredible people during the past couple of days. The tragedy of Blythe's passing brought Bradley people from all over to get together and celebrate her life and mourn her death. After the visitation on Monday about 25 people convened at TGI Fridays to hang out and catch up. After her funeral on Tuesday, about 20 of us (a different mix of people) went to Chili's to lean on each other and find comfort in memories and reconnecting with old friends. I had almost forgotten how truly amazing some of the people I have known are.
Blythe's death has been incredibly hard for me. I don't know if it's just that she's my first friend to have died-really the first person I've ever been this close to that has died. I don't know if it's just that I feel like we didn't have enough time or take full advantage of the time we had. I don't know if it's the reality of death and seeing her parents mourn her loss. I don't know what it is. All I know is that it hurts. That something in me feels like there is something missing after her death and that I know it'll get better, but right now it doesn't seem like it will. It's one thing to lose a grandparent-it almost seems that it's time-necessary-even in it's tragedy. But losing a friend so very young-it just doesn't seem right.
All I can think to do is to take comfort in the fact that she lived a very full life. She loved people well. She was loved by everyone that knew her-as was evident by how very many people came to her funeral. And most of all, she will be remembered fondly by all who knew her.
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