conversions with a best friend:

infiniteeee: omg wtf it's midnight
infiniteeee: i have to go to bed
youretheglacier: =(
infiniteeee: as effie trinket would say, i have a big big day tomorrow!
infiniteeee: ...anyway
infiniteeee: g'night
youretheglacier: ELIZABETHBANKS
infiniteeee: y'all.
infiniteeee: can i start talking like a texan now
infiniteeee: y'all.
youretheglacier: ohh honey you dont even know
infiniteeee: Y'ALL GO DOWN TO BED NOW Y'HERE?
youretheglacier: and when you say that in texas, we just shoot you
infiniteeee: goodnight woof.
youretheglacier: also it's *hear you ignorant midwestern
youretheglacier: BYE

our hearts are heavy:

One day, I might forget what your laugh sounded like. Or the way you smiled. Or the sound of your voice. I might forget what it felt like to have you hold me or the irritation I always felt when you wouldn't let me off the phone. I, someday, may not remember the panic that used to set in from a middle of the night phone call, or the dread that would settle in my stomach each time we'd have to call an ambulance to pull you out from a reaction. But Mamaw, I will never forget you.

You would have been sixty-five years old today. Last year, Mom and I celebrated by coming to your house with presents. This year we celebrated by taking flowers to your grave. It's funny how things could change in an instant, isn't it? You used to always tell me to be sure I told people that I loved them, because they could go at any time. I never thought you would prove me right. But the last things I told you were that I love you, and the last thing you told me was that you loved me the mostest.

You also used to tell me about how you hated that people didn't come visit you, even though I did. And Cede did. And Bretta, Royce, my mom, my uncle. You used to tell me that one day we'd come in and find you dead. Quite the opposite, really. You died surrounded by family that loved you. You died when I was there. And I'm both happy and sad that I was there with you, because I know that you would have wanted me there.

You were right about so many things, and I realize that now. Even if it took losing you to understand it. You taught me so much, and you were always there to hold my hand or help me through any tough time. I hope that I helped through yours, too. I hope that, whatever happens after death and wherever you are, you know that I love you. The mostest.