Post eight – “Things are going to change.”
Since Samantha’s death, Regina has tried to sandwich as much of her life into my own. Even as my other friends dropped away, she kept visiting. Even when we had nothing to say to each other.
She has always been there for me. Today, we were walking around Piccadilly Basin by my flat. She told me that she couldn’t commit such a large part of her life to me any longer.
In nine months, she is going to have someone else who will be dependent on her. I think this is what I wanted. I feel guilty about stealing so much of her valuable time.
I knew she wasn’t always going to be around forever, but I just thought I would have longer before she said goodbye. Of course, she’s not really disappearing from my life. She promised me that. I guess Regina is just moving on with her life. She said I should do the same.
What if I can’t?
