I'm not much of a diary keeper, but after ordering Cindy's Blog in book form, I realized how important it is to share of ourselves. I love documentation, although consistency is challenging for me. So forgive me if my blog is sporadic, but I must at least try to share a little more of myself. It's how I can keep a little more of my beautiful late friend Cindy Schafer, who was taken from us much too soon.
I've been hoping for a dream with Cindy in it. When I lost my best friend Gladys at the age of 20 (she was 22), I dreamt about her all the time. For some reason, I haven't had one dream with Cindy in it directly, although the content of my dreams has been about the loss. Last night I dreamed my father-in-law wanted to go fishing at a trout farm that was charging $35 per person. The man taking the money let me go without charging me because he thought it was good that I was indulging Henry in his request.
See? It's still about Cindy, because life is short and we need to be kind to each other. I don't have that natural temperament that Gladys and Cindy both had. I tend to be intolerant, hot-headed, judgmental. But I'm working on it. Yoga helps. Eating healthy helps. Getting rest, keeping short accounts with family and friends. Setting boundaries.
I'd like to live every day like it's my last. Then I won't have regrets.
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