Today the sky is beautiful and crisp, but I am definitely not.
The blur that began at 8:07 pm when I found out that Hillary died, continues through today. The emotions dance wildly through me and the sadness feels so fucking heavy. It seems to be taking up residence in every nook and cranny of my body. It doesn’t seem real, but then all at once it feels too real– it’s overwhelming.
I remind myself how blessed and lucky I am to have had a friend as sensational as Hillary in my life. I remind myself that watching a group of women join together to care for their friend (and her family) SO selflessly and SO beautifully is one of the most amazing things I have ever been a part of. I remind myself that being able to whisper goodbyes and thank yous and promises into her ear on the day before she passed is a gift to hold on to as tightly as I can.
“If ever there is tomorrow when we’re not together… there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we’re apart… I’ll always be with you.”
Winnie the Pooh
(Hillary loved that Winnie the Pooh!)
thankyousweethill