Life update
Jun. 27th, 2003 06:08 pmWell, as you can probably tell my emotions have been all over the place this week. I went from pure elation at meeting James to shock and despair over Ben's death. Then I spent the rest of the week going up and down. One minute I was on the verge of tears, then I was fondly remembering all the fun stuff me and Ben did, then I was panicing because I only have a week left before I go on holiday, then I was feeling guilty because Ben was gone and I was thinking about a stupid holiday.
Anyway,
supernaturalhel posted this poem today and I had an epiphany
Use time as you find it
Don't let it slip away
I know there's always tomorrow
and thats another day
But there'll come a time when it races by
And you wish that it could stay
It's at this point you cherish time
When all you need is yesterday.
I realised that I really need to make the most of every minute I have. Ben wouldn't want us to all be sat around moping. That just wasn't the sort of person he was. Every single memory I have of him involves us doing something silly or fun. Like the time he forced me to drink a pint of lager on my eighteenth birthday, even though I had the hangover from hell. He was convinced hair of the dog would make it all better so he bought me a pint and stood there until I drank it. Then we went clubbing and had a blast.
So, whilst Ben will always be in my thoughts, I'm not doing his memory any justice by sitting around. I need ti get on with my life.
So, tonight I'm going to start packing ready for my holiday, tidy my room and get my GOTR pics uploaded. I've been putting all this stuff off for too long....
Anyway,
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Use time as you find it
Don't let it slip away
I know there's always tomorrow
and thats another day
But there'll come a time when it races by
And you wish that it could stay
It's at this point you cherish time
When all you need is yesterday.
I realised that I really need to make the most of every minute I have. Ben wouldn't want us to all be sat around moping. That just wasn't the sort of person he was. Every single memory I have of him involves us doing something silly or fun. Like the time he forced me to drink a pint of lager on my eighteenth birthday, even though I had the hangover from hell. He was convinced hair of the dog would make it all better so he bought me a pint and stood there until I drank it. Then we went clubbing and had a blast.
So, whilst Ben will always be in my thoughts, I'm not doing his memory any justice by sitting around. I need ti get on with my life.
So, tonight I'm going to start packing ready for my holiday, tidy my room and get my GOTR pics uploaded. I've been putting all this stuff off for too long....