I am not sure I should be writing this right now. Emotions have run away with me tonight, and I feel the need to write, yet I feel if I do I will . . . . . . What am I afraid of, that I’ll be too honest? That I will cry? That I will share feelings and thoughts that I prefer to keep below the surface? Isn’t my blog my space to be honest? I open up about so much on these pages, funny in a way as it is like keeping a diary of private thoughts, but then allowing anyone the key to unlock it. 

I had a fabulous day, really I did, in fact it has been an amazing week, if you missed it, it was my birthday, you may have seen some pics on Instagram or seen Facebook messages already.  I will share a Vlog with you tomorrow of some filming I did whilst in Melbourne for my birthday. Anyway today I met up with a couple of my very best friends that I met back in school. We had champagne and a gorgeous lunch and all had loads to catch up on. Back in school there was always the 5 of us, and even after graduating we still had an amazing bond. Mel and I moved together to the coast to go to Uni although we studied different degrees. Tam went to a different University, and Peta and Bec started their careers. Our lives began to take different directions, but our connection to one another never wavered. That connection was ingrained in us. 

I married at 24 and later Tam married and then Mel, Peta and Bec remained party girls. I was the first to start a family, Mel moved  around a lot with her husband in the army. Peta travelled a lot, Tam had a baby and Bec set herself up by buying her first home. But still we continued to have each other. 

7 years ago I was pregnant with Adam, and Mel was pregnant with her son. 7 years ago (just a few days from now) Bec passed away. Our 5 became 4.

We stood and watched them lower her coffin into the cold earth on a rainy winters day. Everyone tossed white roses upon her coffin, us 4 tossed yellow roses as a symbol of friendship. Memories of her was all we were left with, her smile, and oh my gosh her laughter, imagine your funniest most vibrant friend and you can imagine our Rebecca. Memories of endless sleepovers through school years, hours upon hours talking about boys, beach holidays when I first got my drivers license, going out to see bands and dancing all night. She was like part of my family too, with a tough home life she would come away with us on our family trips and stay for days on end sharing my room. She was vibrant, she was truly a beautiful soul.

Over the past 7 years we have gotten together and there is always a void so big that it can not be ignored. Often Mel can’t join us, like today because she lives so far away (but she is coming to celebrate with me in a couple of weeks), but today as I sat at the restaurant with Tam and Peta I couldn’t stop thinking about how Bec should be there. I made a toast to my friends, I mean look how far we have come, from those little school girls who said they’d be best friends forever and here we are all these years later and we are still best friends. But Bec should be there to, she was supposed to be growing old with us!!!! And it just feels so unfair!

I know people die, I know it, but I hate it. After Tam had to leave, Peta and I sat by the river drinking coffee and we got talking about Bec, Peta knew Bec even before I did, they grew up as neighbours. Peta was also the one who called me to say get to the hospital before it’s too late.

We always come back to talking about Bec, how could we not, she was everything to us. Some days I can talk about her and I am OK, other times out of no where I start crying and I can’t even explain why. And then there are the big moments in our lives where she should be there. When Adam was born just over 2 months after she passed away I felt angry that she wasn’t there. She would never know I had a son, she would never see him, or know his name, and he would never hear her contagious laugh or feel the warmth of her embrace.

There has been so many moments that she should have been there for. I hate that she is not here, I hate that she has missed so much, I hate that we all miss having her share in our moments and I hate even more that she will never create new moments in her life that we can share with her, because her life ended years ago, her life ended way too soon. 32 is too young to die.

Today was a great day, I love seeing my friends, I am so blessed to have amazing friends, and I was so blessed to have grown up with Bec, to have had her in my life. But sitting there with a spare chair at out table just felt wrong.

That is the thing when you love people and you loose them, their presence is always missed, and some moments it is felt more than others. Some times that heartbreak sneaks up on you and almost steals your breath. The tears sting your eyes as you try so desperately to stop their flow, some people are just impossible to forget and the truth is I would never want to forget. But sometimes I wish it didn’t hurt so dam much!

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I miss my friend.

Thank you for joining me, love Mackenzie xx

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