its been a year since one of my best friends passed away in a tragic accident. i had the
weekend off so i intended on using that time to honour gack as best as i
could. ultimately, i decided to go on a bushwalk up to square rock with
evan. we'd never been there together before so the sense of adventure
was inviting. when saturday morning came, it was drizzling and grey, but i
was determined. we packed up our stuff and headed out to namadgi.
the
walk up was incredibly beautiful. snow gum, alpine ash, an assortment of mushrooms, and boulders
surrounded us and half way up we realised that we were walking in a
cloud. every now and then i'd look up and see the tree tops swaying in
the cold wind and cloud, it was so eerie; so otherworldly. when we got
to the top, we were drenched and my hands were so stiff, i could barely
move them. the wind was a bit strong on the rocks, so i didn't want to
stay too long. standing on the edge of the cliff felt like standing on
the edge of the world. you couldn't see anything until a break in the
cloud came and you realised how high up you were.
while
on the outer edge of one of the nearby caves, i took a few moments to
really think about gack and thank her for being such a loyal
friend/sister to me. i only had one printed photo of us together on hand
& i'd taken it up the mountain so i could have something tangible
of her with me. it was fun imagining what she would be doing if
she'd been with us. i knew she'd be jumping from boulder to boulder,
over deep gaps in the cliffs, giving me and ange heart attacks. its
hard to imagine that she is gone. sometimes in my dreams i forget and
there is always this idea that she is around, tho i never get to see
her. but maybe that is also real life. she is around. she's in my heart.
and in the hearts of our kazoku. i can still hear her voice and her laugh and it brings me comfort and a smile.
miss you gack.
miss you gack.
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