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Seolta, still.
I found myself thinking about Sarah today. A co-worker mentioned her father-in-law's passing in hospice care & it made me remember when Sarah was dying & I was reading about it on LJ, from New Orleans, while working on Hurricane Katrina. That was not a good time, my friends.
Sometimes I still wonder what Sarah would be doing if she were alive. I've made up very interesting life stories for her. In most of them, she leaves Edinburgh - sometimes for the US, sometimes for the Antipodes, sometimes for Europe. She takes to Twitter & Facebook like a fish to water. She meets a guy, some guys, has good relationships, & bad. She keeps Poppy with her to a ruinous old age & then starts accumulating cats in a bid to fulfill her threat to become a crazy cat lady. She rides her motorcycle, even in the rain. She visits me frequently & I visit her. She & Shay become buddies.
I wonder if Sarah knows I still wear her necklace almost every day. I wonder what it's like to be ... dead? Post-living? Shuffled off? I wonder if she had any expectations of an afterlife, & if so, if they are being met. I wonder who she's complaining to if they aren't.
I wonder what she thinks of those of us who are still living.
Sometimes I still wonder what Sarah would be doing if she were alive. I've made up very interesting life stories for her. In most of them, she leaves Edinburgh - sometimes for the US, sometimes for the Antipodes, sometimes for Europe. She takes to Twitter & Facebook like a fish to water. She meets a guy, some guys, has good relationships, & bad. She keeps Poppy with her to a ruinous old age & then starts accumulating cats in a bid to fulfill her threat to become a crazy cat lady. She rides her motorcycle, even in the rain. She visits me frequently & I visit her. She & Shay become buddies.
I wonder if Sarah knows I still wear her necklace almost every day. I wonder what it's like to be ... dead? Post-living? Shuffled off? I wonder if she had any expectations of an afterlife, & if so, if they are being met. I wonder who she's complaining to if they aren't.
I wonder what she thinks of those of us who are still living.
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I always remember calling you that day.
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