I sit here a little teary because an old friend appeared today.
I was logged on to Facebook and pictures of an old friend who passed away four years ago appeared.
I found myself clicking into all his photos, seeing that lovely and cheeky smile of his… the very one that used to make me laugh and put me in stitches. The very same one I don’t see anymore.
When my friend passed away, it was the wakeup call I needed to realise that I was wasting my life being a moody bitch who just fault in everything because it easier than doing about it.
All the plans I had set myself for had been ignored and put in the too hard basket. When my friend died, I saw these beautiful photos of him, smiling, enjoying life and it was the wakeup call I needed. After the funeral, I walked out and book myself a ticket to London.
It was the best thing I ever did because it changed my life and it brought me back from the doom and gloom I had built all around me.
His photos just reminded me of how far I have come and how grateful I am to him for making me open my eyes.
xoxox to Josh.
2 comments:
He left an imprint on many people in many different ways - he is very much missed...
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