Goodbye
Today is an odd day for me. It’s Monday which is always a disappointment when I wake up, but more than that I heard some bad news today. I fully intended to update the blog with some amusing opinions about childbirth or life here in California, but when I got in this morning I learnt that an ex-girlfriend of mine had passed away.
Vicky had been fighting cancer for the last few years, and on February 9th she lost the battle. It is a strange feeling knowing someone has died and you will never see them again. Now I am not going to pretend that Vicky and I saw each other constantly and were in touch on a regular basis, but we did keep up with each other’s news, despite the great physical distance between us. I guess we had remained on good terms because when we broke up there was no other reason that Vicky was moving to New Zealand to be a nurse out there, and I wasn’t (either New Zealand or a nurse). Vicky got married a few years later and had a daughter, which just makes the loss of her all the more tragic. And although we lived thousands of miles apart (she still lived in New Zealand and I of course reside here in California), there was still the small chance that we would meet again.
So no jokes, no witty comments (actually those never happen on here anyway), just a fond memory of someone I will not see again. I am glad to have known her and have some good memories of our time together.
Vicky had been fighting cancer for the last few years, and on February 9th she lost the battle. It is a strange feeling knowing someone has died and you will never see them again. Now I am not going to pretend that Vicky and I saw each other constantly and were in touch on a regular basis, but we did keep up with each other’s news, despite the great physical distance between us. I guess we had remained on good terms because when we broke up there was no other reason that Vicky was moving to New Zealand to be a nurse out there, and I wasn’t (either New Zealand or a nurse). Vicky got married a few years later and had a daughter, which just makes the loss of her all the more tragic. And although we lived thousands of miles apart (she still lived in New Zealand and I of course reside here in California), there was still the small chance that we would meet again.
So no jokes, no witty comments (actually those never happen on here anyway), just a fond memory of someone I will not see again. I am glad to have known her and have some good memories of our time together.
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