it really hit me this week....

Three weeks ago today we all lost Misty. I knew that at some point, her being gone would really hit me. And Wednesday was the day. I've debated on whether to write anything about Misty on here. But, I'm smiling as I type.... Misty enjoyed blogging. Maybe not updating hers, but reading others.

My mom, sister, and I (plus my girls) met to eat lunch at puffy muffin on wed. The last time I was there was with Misty. That kinda became our place to brunch. As I sat and ate my food Wednesday I actually was lightheaded and dizzy. It just occured to me that maybe it was because I was mourning the fact that our little brunches wouldn't happen anymore. I hope that doesn't make me sound too dramatic. We always knew what the other would order, plus a diet coke. This last time, we were deep in conversation. Of course Merrill was with me. She had reorganized the sweetners, taken her shoes and socks off, had been under the table...you catch my drift. Of course Misty was the most patient of all my friends seeing she would normally have one of her babies with her too. When I say in a matter of seconds, believe me it was seconds....Merrill had escaped and was on top of another four top table for all of puffy muffin to see. Misty sure had a smile and sure had a laugh and probably prevented merrill from getting a major spanking that day.

On Wednesday, I also attempted to make some sugar cookie/cupcake things that Misty had made several times before. I think they always tasted good to both of us because one of us was either pregnant or nursing. Well mine flopped on wednesday. flopped so bad that I couldn't get them out of the pan. I wanted to just scream, because I can't ever ask her what she did to prevent them from sticking.

So, Wednesday, I sat rocking my "2 year old baby" and just started sobbing.My friend Elaine wrote me a really sweet note with some words of advice: to talk about Misty. I never met Misty, we were born within a few months of each other and I can't remember a time of my life where she wasn't a part of it. Of course I start to feel selfish when I think of Jeremy, those precious kids, her parents, and her giant extended family.... I'm just a friend, so I can't begin to understand their emotions, their sadness.

So, a few more things I will miss about her, but also treasure as memories:

-Her hiccups
-That smile of hers (& Ella's)
-Our years as roomates
-making fun of our mothers as they stressed over our window treatments in the dorm (to match our KMART bedding)
-telling each other very early about being pregnant
-Cinnamon crunch bagels from Panera ( she recently just got me addicted)
-Her massive green and gold truck from high school
-the many slumber parties in middle & high school
-talking about baby names
-talking about children's clothing
-talking about the perfect hairbow
-her rubbing my back in college as I called my dad saying I can't possibly keep cleaning the bathrooms in elam
-her alarm clock and how loud it was
-us making fun of ourselves for not making cheerleading, twice each
-our talks about not wanting to dress like a mom
-swimming with the kids
-her wedding day
-my own wedding day
-church camp
and so many, many more

Of course I am sad about a lot too...no more passing on hogan before/after preschool drop off, things/ girls trips we talked about doing, her not meeting the baby, etc. But, I won't list them all. We'll meet again someday and Misty has her peace now. At her celebration service they had a few days before the funeral, we all sang 'It is well with my soul." That song will never, ever be the same for me. Also, google "give me Jesus" by fernando ortega. It was played at the funeral and makes me feel better. Jim also found some pictures and I've included two....


This one was taken when I had emery.( Cousin Jenny, Misty, Emily, and Kate) I never will forgot when I told misty that the stretch marks had appeared late in my pregnancy with em. I remember her saying, " Emery will be worth every one of them!" And boy was she right. Misty loved her babies as well as everyone else's!

Misty came bearing symphony brownies to the hospital after I had merrill. We certainly shared a sweet tooth. I remember her staring at merrill telling me how pretty she was as we ate brownies! What a friend to think a red newborn belonging to a friend was pretty! ha!

This picture was last October at our 10 year high school reunion. Martha Lynn, me, bethany, and Misty. I remember Misty and I shopped for 2 days trying to find something to wear. Remember....we didn't want to dress like moms!!!

And one more funny memory. I think it was back in August. We had met at her parents house to let the kids play and swim. Ella and Emery had been in the playhouse and had dressed up hats and other accessories. Well, Ella picked up emery's purse. And, if you know emery- her purse is her treasure. So, Ella took off running and emery followed after her (in their hats!) saying, "give me back my purse, you idiot!" Lovely. Well I went a running and probably a yelling. Emery got the phrase from 101 dalmations, just want to make sure I wrote that. I turned and looked at Misty and her face was red from laughing so hard. Emery actually lost the fear she did have seeing me coming after looking at Misty. A time out certainly followed, but that will forever be a memory I have!

Misty was a friend to all, and I think its been said by many.... We are all better off from knowing her! I have some guilt as to wondering if there was anything I could have done or said differently, but I do hope that I was as good a friend to her as she was to me! Now, onto Christmas. There have been some fun things these last few weeks! More posts soon.... But, please remember to keep praying for the Ezell and George families!