It looks like this blog may become a surrogate for the interactions I now miss on Twitter. It is telling that the big gap between posts on here coincide with the time I spent conversing with Amanda on Twitter as we tended to spend any spare moments either sparring in a rhyming duel on our timelines or just chatting in DMs. In there she was my rock as well where I could open up and she would listen, initially I thought, but later realised willingly such was her nature. Alternatively we may just chat with the rhyming shackles removed, often running both streams in sync commenting on our public, rhyming chat, laughing at our own in jokes or at how far we (usually her) dared push the boundaries.
To an outsider this may seem odd and it's certainly something Alison can't understand, about the nature of friendship with someone you haven't met but we supported each other as well telling each other how popular we were to the disbelief of the other. Most of all it was about fun. We had a laugh and looking at some of the responses others did too whether just reading our chats or joining in.
Yet another day has passed with me crying over her death, this morning I filled up on reading a eulogy by @ScottHoad which sums Amanda up very well. I then had reason to look back over the mentions I received to make a note of who they were from and I was in floods again. So many words have been written already and yet I feel I have so much left to say. Unfortunately, most of it I want to say to Amanda. There is a lot of noise but everything feels quiet. So many followers have been kind and offered support yet I feel lonely. Real life distracts but that emptiness is always there. Bethany certainly occupies and entertains and Alison keeps me busy but it's not the same. Whatever happens in the future she will leave a hole in many people's lives that won't be easy to fill.
RIP Amanda
#FuckCancer
To an outsider this may seem odd and it's certainly something Alison can't understand, about the nature of friendship with someone you haven't met but we supported each other as well telling each other how popular we were to the disbelief of the other. Most of all it was about fun. We had a laugh and looking at some of the responses others did too whether just reading our chats or joining in.
Yet another day has passed with me crying over her death, this morning I filled up on reading a eulogy by @ScottHoad which sums Amanda up very well. I then had reason to look back over the mentions I received to make a note of who they were from and I was in floods again. So many words have been written already and yet I feel I have so much left to say. Unfortunately, most of it I want to say to Amanda. There is a lot of noise but everything feels quiet. So many followers have been kind and offered support yet I feel lonely. Real life distracts but that emptiness is always there. Bethany certainly occupies and entertains and Alison keeps me busy but it's not the same. Whatever happens in the future she will leave a hole in many people's lives that won't be easy to fill.
RIP Amanda
#FuckCancer
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