Last night as I sat waiting for a drink refill at a local restaurant, I was reminded of a story Rebekah told me....
She was out with some friends (I don't remember who or if it was a school field trip or what), but their waitress was so concerned that one of them might need something (drinks in particular) that she was at their table every two minutes. Apparently this was getting a little annoying, so Rebekah and her friends conspired together. After the next time the waitress came by, they all grabbed their drink cups and hid them and drank every drop that was in there. When the waitress came by again she was frantic because all of their drinks were empty. (I guess the waitress was really worried about doing good, but Bekah and her friends thought their prank was hilarious....as it was).
Rebekah used to tell this story probably a couple times a year, it was something that really stuck in her memory, and so, got stuck in mine as well. (If anyone reading this was in that group and has more to offer the story, please let me know or post a comment.)
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Remembering...
Recently I added a new piece of art to my body in memory of Rebekah. I got a tattoo of her likeness in the form of an angel on my shoulder. (I will post pics later). Rebekah's last days made me realize that there are some things that I need to do for me...because it's what I want, and not because someone thinks I should or shouldn't.
Some people would say that Rebekah spent her whole life that way, but I know she still worried sometimes about the way things looked or what people thought of her. For example, she wanted a tattoo for the longest time, but never got one...and only when she found out she had cancer did she tell me "When I'm done with all this cancer crap, I am going to get my tattoo."
Even now she gives me courage and determination when I feel like giving up on something, or when I am going through a rough patch. I like to believe that she can see me and know how much I love her and miss her every single day. When I want someone to talk to, she is the first person I think about calling, and wish that I could talk to her. The angel on my shoulder reminds me that she is watching over me, just like she did in life.
This is the first time I have posted about my tattoo on a forum where "people who disapprove" of such things might read it. But I also remember something else Rebekah once told me about how people can judge each other all they want, but all it really come's down to in the end is God's judgement of your life and how you live it.
I haven't posted in some time on here, but I want to try to post something atleast weekly here. I don't go a day without thinking about her, so I want to share those memories with her family and friends. I also still want input from all of you. Please send me your pictures or stories and memories of Rebekah to help all of us remember.
Some people would say that Rebekah spent her whole life that way, but I know she still worried sometimes about the way things looked or what people thought of her. For example, she wanted a tattoo for the longest time, but never got one...and only when she found out she had cancer did she tell me "When I'm done with all this cancer crap, I am going to get my tattoo."
Even now she gives me courage and determination when I feel like giving up on something, or when I am going through a rough patch. I like to believe that she can see me and know how much I love her and miss her every single day. When I want someone to talk to, she is the first person I think about calling, and wish that I could talk to her. The angel on my shoulder reminds me that she is watching over me, just like she did in life.
This is the first time I have posted about my tattoo on a forum where "people who disapprove" of such things might read it. But I also remember something else Rebekah once told me about how people can judge each other all they want, but all it really come's down to in the end is God's judgement of your life and how you live it.
I haven't posted in some time on here, but I want to try to post something atleast weekly here. I don't go a day without thinking about her, so I want to share those memories with her family and friends. I also still want input from all of you. Please send me your pictures or stories and memories of Rebekah to help all of us remember.
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