by Jane Britnell

Created on: July 18, 2009   Last Updated: December 17, 2011

 Short stories: Having a bad day

It was about nine o clock in the evening I decided to call before I forgot to remind him about the picnic at Gage park end to see when he was going to pick me up.

My friend answered he seemed to me occupied with his thoughts.

Trying to keep from crying he said Lori died from moment I said nothing.

I knew Lori for just under two years, she worked at the Kings way drop in center on King street in Hamilton.

She would come outside with a smile on her face to see if I needed anything and if she could help in any way.

They promise someday soon a ramp will be built.

But in the meantime every time I pass that way there are others so very polite still will ask if I need anything checking if I'm all right.

My friend and I went to a barbecue lunch a few days had passed.

It was in the parking lot I lost it I needed to cry, at that time he was there his shoulder a place to lie my head a comfortable place.

His voice so soft and kind his shirt warm from body heat felt so wonderful an embrace Laurie is in a better place.

I could have stayed there for hours that's what it felt like for me.

Listening to him I was in that moment it was as if time stood still.

All I wanted was true peace that passes understanding I believed I had received it because of that time there was no one else but the two of us. God in my momentum despair showed me compassion and love. My friend seem to be directed because he knew exactly what to do.

It was over the first few days after hearing of her passing it was very difficult for everyone. Her funeral was attended by almost everyone she will be truly missed

I knew that in my heart his words were true I could not deny, she was in a better place there's not much more to say she's in the hands of god. she's feeling his embrace and looking into his eyes there is no better place. .

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