Its been eons since ive been here. There isnt much to write about when ur happy and whole.
I knew at the back of my head that this would happen to me sooner or later becoz when u cherish something so damn much, God will definitely test you. He wants to see how strong you are in the face of death. In my case, death of a special friendship.
I didnt want it to happen, but it did. I felt betrayed and cheated. The friendship and trust we build for so long suddenly cracked. It was too overwhelming for me. Loosing a best friend is like walking down a flight of stairs and at the last step you think theres one more step but there isnt and u crumble to the floor in a heap of dust and bruises. There is a moment of blinding shock followed by pain and bewilderment. You will take awhile to pick urself up and brush off the dust. Walking down a flight of stairs might never be the same again but u'll learn to get use to it. Time heals all wound.
Telling my grandma made things more complicated and tension soon rised to the point where i juz wanna curl up and die. However after talking (and crying) to her for 30mins, she made things clearer for us. She laid everything on the table. She approach the problem in a calm and collected manner which made the discussion easier. At the end of our "therapy session" we manage to agree on a solution. Im still hurt and angry but now theres Hope.
Hope comes in various shapes and sizes. It comes to everyone and anyone who believes in Faith.Having Faith around somehow lessens the pain and makes you look forward to meeting Hope.
