Last Sunday would have been my friend Carrie’s 34th birthday. I felt emotional and sad and wanted desperately to just pull the covers up and hide for the entire day. I didn’t know how to handle it. My boss, an amazing woman suggested sending her a card; so I did. It was a comedy of …
I’ve been a crazy dreamer for the last few months. Odd, weird, senseless, amusing and scary – you name it and I’ve probably dreamt it. This past weekend I had my very first dream of Carrie. It was all wrapped up in a weird dream with scary things and then >poof< there she came, driving …
I’m still having a really difficult time with the loss of my best friend. Memories like this one in this photo above are so tangible that I ache inside. Those visceral feelings make it hard for me to remember that she is dead. She is actually gone and never coming back. I feel like I …
I met my best friend Carrie in a psychiatric hospital in Leesburg, Virginia 1995. I was sixteen and she was just one year older than I. She arrived late in the evening, it was February and she was on suicide watch. I was hanging out with the nurses, not something I should have done but …
I am grieving the loss of my most beautiful and beloved friend Carrie. We lost her this weekend. My heart is utterly broken with this tragic news and I am besides myself with a grief I have never before experienced. My heart and thoughts are with her little brother and family. Our lives were …
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