Dear ladykybele.

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Last updated on January 27th, 2024 at 11:29 am


I can’t believe you’re gone. I mean… I know we always talked about how much of a bitch life was… and how tough it was to live… but I never expected you to leave so soon. I mean… I guess I always thought we were immortal or something—ready to take on the world as soon as all the bullshit had made its way past us. But never this…

I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you as much as I should have been lately—granted, I was always busy with school and work and whatever… but I should have been in touch more. I know that you realize these things more after it’s too late, but… fuck. I mean… I have always wanted to be a good friend to you because you have always been great. I remember how happy I was that you were happy that I smuggled candy to you from Canada. Fuzzy Peaches. Ha.

You were one of the few people who were never afraid to tell me they cared, and I always loved you for that. I don’t even know what to say. I guess all that’s left for me to do is what you wanted me to- to do what I feel is right for me and to do well at it. I’ll do that for you if I can’t do anything else.

Hopefully, you’re in a happier place wherever your essence has travelled. Love always.

The second logo for Casey Palmer, Canadian Dad

R.I.P. Christine Lotz. February 3rd, 1981—January 7, 2004.

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