jamiesons leave

It’s crap. They’re gone. I guess I didn’t really consider it for a long time because I just didn’t want to. I didn’t think about it, until the day they left. It was sad. They came by the morning they were driving out of town. I wonder if Les and I waited for this goodbye to be the very last because we knew it would be hard and crushing. I cried. I hate crying. I watched them drive away, down my street, turn and disappear. It was just sad. I have felt alone many times since living here in Michigan, but it swelled up in me again when they drove out on Wednesday. I felt really alone … and just sad.

Leslie knew Daniel his freshman year at BYU. They discovered, the first Sunday they were in our ward that they knew each other. Daniel said that as soon as he saw Leslie, the first thing that popped into his mind was not that he remembered knowing her, but instead thought, “she looks like someone Francesca would be friends with”. Funny, he was right.

I remember Leslie telling me I seemed like “one of her people”. I didn’t really know what that meant at the time. But she is. She’s one of mine too. I could try and explain it, but I can’t really. Some people you just find to be “kindred spirits”, people you understand and connect with. She is a LOT like Daniel and he, of course, is my other half. I need people like them in my life and one just stepped out of it. Not completely, but it will never be the same. I don’t know that we will ever live 5 minutes from each other ever again and so it will change. She was my friend, my co-conspirator, my workout buddy (as much as that was totally painful), my young mother pal, someone I depended on …. and it seems like it went too fast. We knew she’d move to LA a year ago, but that doesn’t matter. So, a chapter has ended.

Wednesday was a rough day. I cried when she left. Then when Daniel came home, I did it again. I did it again while alone in the car driving down a street to get to her old house. I kind of felt silly. It’s not like she died. But it’s not like she’s here, right here, next to me anymore.

So, I just breathe and move forward. I went on a camping vacation with my family and now I’m home and I’ve got plans. I am going to finish painting the garage and organize the basement and clean the bathroom and ….. ah man, I miss Les.

Last playdate with the Jamiesons:




Last double date out with Bobby and Les:



And the place we went to was awesome! It’s called Vinsetta’s Garage. It an old garage turned to restaurant. e had to wait for over an hour to get in, so we walked across the street to Trader Joe’s and bought some snacks, ate them in the car and considered that our appetizers :) The food was so yummy and the theme of car garage was consistent throughout. very cool. very fun place. They had super ghetto yummy surprises in their food, like the milkshakes had Captain Crunch crushed and sprinkled on top, and their ice cream had pop rocks in it …. it might sound gross, but it was ghetto good.

We all had burgers. Best burger I’ve ever eaten …. anywhere. NYC included.






Ah, good friends. They are missed.

One thought on “jamiesons leave

  1. sorry. i’m going through a similar thing here…some friends are just not easily replaced. part of me wonders why people have to move around so much, and part of me can’t wait to be the one leaving. i’ve just about decided to not make any more new friends before we leave here. it’s too painful saying goodbye over and over!

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