strange emotions
Current mood: blank
At approximately 3:30 a.m. today, a Gaylord Palms Banquet Captain was killed in a car accident. The details are sparse and the circumstances are all hearsay at this point. But what I do know is this:
Julie, who is a workout friend, a fellow Epcot Guide and a group housing representative at Gaylord Palms, is struggling to come to terms with the loss.
For the better part of a year, Julie and Jeff have been friends, pals. And for the better part of a year, Julie has been in love with Jeff.
Last week, Jeff took Julie out and they shared a first kiss, taking their friendship to new terms.
On Saturday night, Jeff had plans to join Julie and some others for an evening out at CityWalk to celebrate a friend’s loss of 50 pounds (working out, Weight Watchers, etc.). Earlier that day, Jeff’s parents asked him to drive to Altamonte Springs and spend Easter with them. Not wanting to drive on Easter Sunday, Jeff skipped out on CityWalk and instead drove to his parents’ house on Saturday night.
That would be the last Easter his parents spent with him.
Having not heard the news, today at lunch Julie was joking around and saying she bet Jeff wished he could be there for the fun they had at CityWalk.
Shortly thereafter, a banquets STAR felt it was necessary to tell Julie (knowing only of the long friendship she had with Jeff and not of the newly budding romance).
Sufficed to say, Julie was driven home just an absolute mess.
I know Julie. I didn’t know Jeff. But I’m wracked with emotions.
Finally, she was on the verge of having something special with a person she cared a lot about. Finally.
That’s the word that keeps running through my head - finally.
I almost wonder if it would be easier on Julie if they’d remained friends and never shared something as intimate as a kiss. But in the same breath, I wonder if at least Julie has the one intimate moment she can hold onto. But then, I wonder if she will dwell on what could have been and find suffering.
But then again, she took that chance. She had one week of what must have been utter happiness for her. She dared to live.
And now, Julie’s friends have seen her cloud-high happy, smiley face fall in an instant.
God, I don’t know what to say to her.
She missed having her one last night out with him (Saturday’s CityWalk outing), but I’m glad his parents had that time with him.
Geez.
Such strange emotions.
And now, I’m off to paint shiny happy flowers.
Current mood: blank
At approximately 3:30 a.m. today, a Gaylord Palms Banquet Captain was killed in a car accident. The details are sparse and the circumstances are all hearsay at this point. But what I do know is this:
Julie, who is a workout friend, a fellow Epcot Guide and a group housing representative at Gaylord Palms, is struggling to come to terms with the loss.
For the better part of a year, Julie and Jeff have been friends, pals. And for the better part of a year, Julie has been in love with Jeff.
Last week, Jeff took Julie out and they shared a first kiss, taking their friendship to new terms.
On Saturday night, Jeff had plans to join Julie and some others for an evening out at CityWalk to celebrate a friend’s loss of 50 pounds (working out, Weight Watchers, etc.). Earlier that day, Jeff’s parents asked him to drive to Altamonte Springs and spend Easter with them. Not wanting to drive on Easter Sunday, Jeff skipped out on CityWalk and instead drove to his parents’ house on Saturday night.
That would be the last Easter his parents spent with him.
Having not heard the news, today at lunch Julie was joking around and saying she bet Jeff wished he could be there for the fun they had at CityWalk.
Shortly thereafter, a banquets STAR felt it was necessary to tell Julie (knowing only of the long friendship she had with Jeff and not of the newly budding romance).
Sufficed to say, Julie was driven home just an absolute mess.
I know Julie. I didn’t know Jeff. But I’m wracked with emotions.
Finally, she was on the verge of having something special with a person she cared a lot about. Finally.
That’s the word that keeps running through my head - finally.
I almost wonder if it would be easier on Julie if they’d remained friends and never shared something as intimate as a kiss. But in the same breath, I wonder if at least Julie has the one intimate moment she can hold onto. But then, I wonder if she will dwell on what could have been and find suffering.
But then again, she took that chance. She had one week of what must have been utter happiness for her. She dared to live.
And now, Julie’s friends have seen her cloud-high happy, smiley face fall in an instant.
God, I don’t know what to say to her.
She missed having her one last night out with him (Saturday’s CityWalk outing), but I’m glad his parents had that time with him.
Geez.
Such strange emotions.
And now, I’m off to paint shiny happy flowers.
posted by Doris @ 7:47 PM
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