zombette

oh my god. oh my god.
Elsie, where ever you are now, i am not crying for you. i know that you are no longer in pain, and that you are finally whole and healthy and well. i know this because i have to. i have to because otherwise i will go insane.
i hung out with you ONE time. and that was all it took. you took a bite out of my heart. i can still remember perfectly how appealing your laugh was. how contagious. how happy and stupidly proud of myself i felt that i could make you laugh like that. even though the booze probably had something to do with it.
i know that you are in another place. a much more beautiful place than this one. and where you are now; you have made that place brighter and more beautiful just with your spirit.
i wish i wish i wish that you could have stuck around for a few more decades. selfish. i am so selfish.
my entire being is crying out in anguish for your family and your loved ones. because i only got a little taste. you were enmeshed in their lives and tangled so tightly i cannot imagine the ache of loss they are enduring.
i am praying for you.
i have to believe there is a purpose to this. for such a tiny little thing; you were so infectious. i love you.
i am praying for you.
i wish i could hug you just one more time.