Savage Muscles’s BodyBlog

Maybe I got two hours of sleep last night, maybe. I awoke rather early and decided to watch Bridge to Terabithia, which I had not seen. My heart was not ready for the film, as it as it stirred my memory of my friend Brenna. Not a girlfriend, not a romantic interest, just a very close friend. That is not to say that I have not thought of her since she passed away. On the contrary, not a day has gone by that I haven’t thought of her… I am only man an am not to understand that intricate workings of the heart…

For whatever reason Brenna touched my life a way no one else has.  Today I did not just think of her, I remembered her. I remembered her innocence and kindness, her smile and the sweet tone of her voice, the warmth her company and conversations with her brought to my life.  In seems unjust that life should be ripped away from such a young a beautiful girl, perhaps God just called an angel home? These things are not for man to know.

It was not a day of weights and treadmills, calorie counting and timed meals, or Brother Iron and Sister Steel. No, today was a day of reflection and remembrance. Had it not been for work, I would not have left me room today.

My eyes streamed with tears and my heart was torn out to think I will never see her again in this life. I believe that through faith I will see her in the next. I will always remember my friend; Brenna.