Hi. Remember me? I'm the person who used to blog here.
It was a fairly rough week, both at work and away. The ex-husband of my best friend, Candy (we've known each other since high school), passed away. Although they didn't have a very amicable divorce, time usually does heal all wounds, and, mainly because they have 2 sons, things became better between them over the years. They were married when Candy was only 19; I was a bridesmaid and even caught the bouquet!
When I heard Pete had died, it affected me strangely. It wasn't because I cared much for him. But it hit me that, with his passing, they had come full circle. Dating, marriage, kids, divorce, grandchildren, death. I started heading down Memory Lane and became a bit melancholy. I remember when my parents' started losing their friends and it's hard for me to accept that I'm at that point in my life.
It was a warm night when I drove to the wake and I had my window down. A car pulled up next to me and I could hear clearly the song coming from their speakers - "The Way We Were" and my eyes started to tear up.
I had an "Oops" moment at the wake. When I got there, I knelt & said a prayer. When I got up, I saw Candy in the back of the room, but there were people sitting off to the side who I assumed were members of Pete's family. I figured it would be rude of me to just walk by and not acknowledge them. So I went over and said "Hi, I'm Kathy; I was a bridesmaid in Pete & Candy's wedding." Well, I got no response from anyone, other than a cold stare. So, I gave my regrets and moved on. When I told Candy what I said, she let out a loud, long laugh. It turns out that the woman I addressed myself to was Pete's second wife, who despises Candy. I thought I noticed her foot come out to try and trip me.