The sixth in the Letters to Lisa series of posts. My Aunt Betty, who also died from complications of diabetes, and Lisa have a connection?? Aunt Betty passed 37 years ago and, of course, Lisa had never met her…until now.
Lisa-
Okay, now I’m just confused. I take it you’ve met my Aunt Betty? Because, Lisa, I dreamt about her last night and…she was wearing your yellow blouse!! What the hell is up with that!? Oh, and, honestly? It looks better on her. I’m not even going to surmise how it ended up fitting perfectly.Otherwise, I’m sort of empty today. Miss you as always. Need something to fill me up. Job? Spiritual focus? No clue, although I do seem to be in a seeking mood for both lately.
July 21, 2008 – Monday
Too distracted last night and I probably am again tonight. Our stupid refrigerator crapped out on us again. See my happy face? No. I don’t either.
Anyway, important things. Your mom sent a picture or five of Dominic. He has what looks like a birthmark or little rash on his forehead – looks like you go to plant a few kisses on him before he arrived. Which makes me think…maybe you can be more of a help to Phil and Jan with the health of their kids where you are now than you felt you could be down here? Sometimes we mere earthlings can be so closed-minded to obvious help, but heavenly nudges might be more considered? I don’t know. I guess I’m grasping. Trying to find some earthly benefit to your absence. The benefits for you are easy. For us? Not so much.
I’m just longing for a girlfriend. A companion. A confidante. Someone who knows me even if I don’t say anything. And the truth of the matter is, no one like that exists for me right now. I’ve lost my best friend and I’ve lost the title of Best Friend. An entire identity was stolen when you took your last breath. One I’m sure I’ll never get back…if I even want it back.
~Heidi
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