That's not even all of them.
I just don't even know. I need to write about something. It's not as if there's nothing in my life that needs untangling. That's not the case. But my brain is just lost.
What do you do when your brain is lost?
My momma says that I should write about how her hugs make everything better and that her kisses fix all the boo-boos in the world.
I've been thinking about a friend of mine a lot lately. We've known each other for a while and we're very close. I don't know what I'd do without him.
His mom died when he was little. And the saddest thing about it is that nobody at the school really knows. He doesn't hide it or anything, but the topic doesn't come up that often, I guess. People wonder why they never see his mom at events or anything, but they just assume it's busy. Sometimes people that we're both friends with will come up to me and ask me why they've never seen his mom. It's hard to look at them and watch their questioning eyes turn dull as I tell them that his mom died. "Oh." That's the response I always get. "Oh," with that crestfallen face. I can't imagine what it's like for him. He has a wonderful dad, but it can't be easy living life without a mom. I know how many questions about it I get; I have no idea how he deals with the ones he gets. But, honestly, he doesn't get that many. Because nobody at the school knows. Does anybody even care? Isn't it sad to know that the people we spend all of our days with at school can be the people we know the least about? Shouldn't we be more involved in each other's lives?
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