by lion's tooth » Sat Jan 24, 2015 4:04 pm
I'm just going to get the worst out of the way, right here right now. Gotta write about it in detail somewhere.
On the 18th of December after the excitement of it being the 18th wore off, I was asked to crochet a hello kitty hat or plush or really anything for my godmother. Her liver had recently failed on her and she been in what I'm pretty sure was a coma. Or atleast was completely paralyzed. I had been slacking off and putting the task to the side, not really wanting to. But at almost exactly the time she died I began working on it. I had no idea how serious it was, I mean, I knew she was paralyzed and my mom was incredibly worried, but my mom never bothered to sit me down and really go over the details with me. So finally, after talking to my childhood friend on the phone for a while I got to work, worried I'd get in trouble for starting on it late. But when my mom got home she was acting really strange and I got hella worried. She would keep rambling on about my godmother, always in the past tense and that night as I went to sleep I instinctively knew. So that morning when I took my dog out I stayed near the edges of the house so I'd have access to the Internet and I got on my phone to check out if something happened. I sat down when I got to her Facebook, preparing myself for what I might see. Her brother had posted this short, but so incredibly meaningful post that basically stated that she was out there swimming in the vast ocean that was the cosmos. Now, I know nobody probably gets this one, but my godmother was a major fan of mermaids. I mean major. So this just really got to me that he said that and I sat crying for a long time on the back porch crying over her. Eventually, I got up, told myself to shape up or ship out and went inside. I tried my best to smile cheefully at our room mate and told them good morning, but honestly I doubt they would've cared. They aren't really there for us you see. Like friends would be. At any rate, I was sniffling but I really toughened up when I got upstairs because I didn't want mom to see me upset because she was one of her best friends and I didn't feel like I should be that upset, I mean it was her best friend not mine. So I managed to pull off a nuetral-sad look, instead of outright bawling but whatever ungodly sense of intuition mother's have let her see through it and a minute after she saw me she asked me, "You know?" I was honest with her and we spent pretty much the rest of the day reminiscing and sobbing. Now, a little over a month later I found the two of us crying over her and I saw this thread and deciding to type it out of my system. My godmother was this total girly, bubbly, lively, happy woman that was one of few that really knows how to enjoy a person. And I mean, not in any corny, phony way. And I'm not saying this because it's customary either. She seriously could look at a person and just like, know, how to have fun and make them happy and stuff. And this whole thing was just so damn sudden it's like, where'd that go? It was out of nowhere really. It doesn't even seem possible that she had the liver sucked out of her by the liver. Anyways, that's the worst of it.
Now, what's definitely my favorite memory of the year was a week I spent with my childhood friend. She and her mom invited me to come vacation with them while they visited with an aunt who had just graduated Highschool and well, she's my best friend so I was ecstatic. And I'm homeschooled so it's like I had any thing else to do or anyone else to hang with. So we spent a week hanging out at the beach, giggling at another aunt that is hilarious when drunk (I've known the family for years), complaining about our sunburns, swimming around in the ocean then hanging out at the cottage her family was renting or the hot tub maybe twenty feet away. I know that she's not homeschooled and has other friends, lives several states away, and we don't talk as often as maybe other friends do (not to mention when we were little we always used to beat eachother up for no reason at all,) but I can honestly say that she's my best friend. And outside of family, my only friend really. So if it's weird I'm sorry, but no homo (she'll get it (I think anyways,)) you're my best bud. Like, I would seriously take being eaten alive by a horde of angry zombies that sing terrible rap songs the whole time then lose you. Sorry. That was weird. Like really weird, oh my god. No homo. Maybe a little homo. No, gosh, don't take that seriously.
And 2015. Don't let me down like 2012, 2013, and 2014. You better bring me a zombie apocalypse or you'll never hear the end of it.

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