Meeting new people is always good. But it can seem scary too. There are so many people on my list to meet. Not sure how many I will get to meet but I hope more than a handful. Today I met a dad who crossed my path because of Amanda’s story. It was a great meet. I want to meet his daughter and wife really soon. I have a bunch of other people to try to meet next week. It’s all so cool to put faces to names now. I hope that everyone new I meet will want to help spread Amanda’s message.
The virtual friends that I am eventually meeting are as wonderful as the friends I have in real life. I love how people are open to meeting and talking with me. I have learned how to juggle 10 conversations all at the same time. Not an easy thing to do, that’s for sure. As for keeping everything and everyone straight, I have a notebook. Or rather 3 notebooks. Does that help? Yes somewhat. But I still lose names and dates along the way.
I love the colours of spring. I would have to say it is my favourite season. The flowers. The warm sun. Not too hot. Amanda loved spring too. Especially Easter as she always got chocolate. Long ago, we gave up the cheaper chocolate. It became a tradition with me and the kids that they would get a small bit of ‘better’ chocoate (Amanda liked white, her brother liked milk) and a then a gift. Too much sugar was never a good thing. And …. there was always the ‘Mom, can I get an Easter outfit”.
When Amanda was younger, it was always about the Easter dress. Amanda loved the girly girl dresses back then. Flowers, lace, etc. And the black patent shoes. I will have to find a pic somewhere. Why are girls born natural shoppers and boys aren’t?
I was just re-reading some past stories written about Amanda. I didn’t realize that the Huffington Post has a bunch of stories grouped together on her – http://www.huffingtonpost.ca/news/amanda-todd/ Reading the stories over makes me re-live much of my sadness and makes me miss her. Sigh…
Right now, I have to think spring thoughts. On the good note, it’s supposed to be a sunny and warm Easter weekend. My BBBB is cooking turkey dinner on Saturday night. Yum!! I will be the assistant. I love this. After cooking turkeys for all these years, I am with someone who is truly wonderful and lets me watch and help. I make the stuffing and he (hopefully) enjoys doing the rest. I wish I could invite all of you (except for a few readers) to my house for dinner.
As I sit here in the dark and type my blog, I am looking into my fireplace. Just wanted to let everyone know that the snowflake candle has never spun again since that night. I told a girlfriend that story at lunch today and she just said that Amanda was with me in the house. She told me stories that she has heard over the years from friends and families about loved ones. I must say, it makes me curious. Do we believe these things happen for a reason?
Getting tired. I don’t want a 3 a.m. night or morning. Meeting some film students tomorrow who want to work on a documentary about the effects of cyberbullying as related to Amanda.
Sweet dreamz all … xoxo