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trying to sound aloof and like I wasn’t secretly afraid that she was on to me trying to become HER friend too.
You have been through the awkward stages of my life and watched us grow up together and shaped us into who we are today. The sleepless nights, the laundry, the cleaning, the cooking, and all thousands of little tasks you do daily. And it's not our fault that we have all the ladies / But it's hard to see these ladies when your middle name's Equator / All around the globe, matter fact, see you later.Far worse than shame is grieving a loved one and having a friend avoid speaking up for the sake of avoiding their own discomfort. After all, we live in an amazing time when a man who wears sunglasses indoors can make millions by listing the names of cities and rhyming Kodak with Kodak. Your branding process is not "proven" in any sense of the word and you should stop with that nonsense.
This is the question I heard relentlessly from friends, co-workers, and acquaintances after my mom died.You’ve been taking photos of Nathalie from the moment you were together but why did you decide to publish them? Thank you for giving me a hug when I walk through your front door after being away at college for awhile, for making my favorite dinner when I come over, and for also having the best snacks to munch on at midnight. I watched movies, read about grief, tried to prepare myself, as if grief was some kind of final I could cram for the night before. No matter the picture project, include little blurbs that highlight your loving feelings toward your best friend's mom.