Hi Occulties,
I know I promised a Questions You’ve Asked Me article by today. It’s even sitting here almost finished and I’ve not touched it. I was in fact chatting with RO today when I got some terrible news. A dear friend of mine had passed away.
I would not say I am often an eloquent woman, and perhaps no words I can speak on her behalf would do her justice, but I do know she would not care if I was inelegant, but would rather care more than I would just say how I cared, and mean each word, so Shea, this is for you.
If I never told you that I knew you felt things more deeply than most of us, I’m sorry. It’s one thing I always knew about you. It’s something I always loved in you, and will continue to, always. You never once made me doubt you were on my side, and you always seemed to understand everything I told you. I have had some true friends, but only a few, and you were one, and one of the shinier gems I’ve found in this world.
Your love of anime, our shared fear of spiders (including the one that held us hostage so we could not ever get to graphic design class – ew furry jumpy spider!!!) all the times we got dressed up in my formal dresses and pointed and laughed at anyone who dare point and laugh at two ladies dressed so fine and so fabulously are all things I remember about you fondly. There were drinks, there were boys, there was late night dancing, and we were never too far off from our next adventure. I know there were sad times, times we cried or felt like giving up, but my memories involve wild shenanigans and so much laughter that the sad times are more of a shadow than a memory.
You are irreplaceable, indescribable, and so wonderful. I can never be thankful enough for having been someone important in your life, because knowing you has been a gift.
On an old photo in facebook, maybe a year or so old, you call me your beautiful angel. It would seem you got that one thing backwards. You left me first, so it is me who has a beautiful angel, and that, my beloved friend, is you.
Rest well, Shea-Shay. I love you more than words can express.
~Cat
“But when you come and all the flowers are dying
If I am dead, as dead I well may be
You’ll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an ‘Ave’ there for me
“And I shall hear the soft heel tread above me
And all my rest will warmer, sweeter be
For you will kneel and tell me that you love me
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me.” -from Danny Boy
Since it will be asked of me, the above was taken when I was 22-23, and Shea is 21. We’re at a bar called Jigger’s that went out of business a long time ago but which was a truly kickass establishment. While I’m sure we probably are both drunk or getting there, it was a dark bar, and every picture of anyone I have seen from that place or personally have had for myself, everyone’s eyes are as big as dinner plates. At Jiggers, they served strong cocktails in pint-glasses, so no one really had to do more than drink there. Your liver started crying the moment you started down the stairs. 😉
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