Yesterday would’ve been my favorite night this December.
I was gonna be at my parents house for a dinner party, but my parents invited last minute
guests who I’m not so “cozy” with…
so I decided to go out instead.
I saw so many friends I haven’t seen in ages.
Even an AWESOME surprise, BJ Monroe, who know lives in Florida.
I haven’t seen that guy since I was like 13 years old!!!!
Saw my “lil bro” Davide.
And countless others who are in town for the holidays.
It was truly becoming a night to remember.
I saw my “future husband/baby daddy” Bobbie and wanted to sneak up on him.
As I was in the middle of doing that, my sweet cutie pie friend Ryan
tried to get me to come over…
splashed with a surprised smile of “Cara, you’re here!!!”
and his arms open ready to give me a hug.
But, I told him one second and ran over to Bobby first cuz he’s been begging me to come and hang out
After chatting up the gang, I went back to find Ryan…
and he was nowhere to be found.
About 3AM this morning, I find out why he probably went MIA…
his father was in a bad car accident and passed away.
On the way out last night, I drove past an accident.
There were so many cars lined up the road.
Obviously friends and family who heard of the accident
and probably some nosy onlookers.
The lights of the ambulance and police cars were just sucking up the darkness of the night
and setting the tone.
Driving by, my heart felt heavy and tight.
I knew I’d have something to read about in the next day’s paper
but I didn’t think it’d be so close to home.
The year almost made its reset and moved on.
Almost, without sadness.
Last year, a friend died at dinner on Christmas Day.
December’s really turning out to be a really tragic month around these parts…
Let’s hope we get through to 2012 without anymore additions.
So sorry Ryan baby.
I love you and am here for you.
R.I.P. Steve Cartwright