Scorpios. I'm surrounded by them. I have tumultuous relationships with Scorpios. Someone once told me that the most complicated and explosive, intense relationships are between Scorpios and Pisces. I don't know if that's true or not, but it's been my life experience thus far.
After the death of my "first" love, I've gone back and read all my journal entries from high school. Dave was mentioned almost daily for three years. So much emotion, so much angst, so much insecurity on my part. I finally got the strength to pull away from him. Fast forward 41 years. I never thought I would be participating via streaming for his funeral. Dave was a huge chapter of my life, despite a confusing and awful one.
I have pictures from high school dances that I almost shared on this blog. I got an unnerving chill that Dave did not want that. I'm not so sure I'm compelled to honor him after the way he treated me. He certainly did not honor ME. I might post the pictures, anyway.
Yes, Dave was an abusive asshole. One of my coven said it best that what I'm feeling is an uncomfortable sadness. That assessment was spot on. All of the memories came bubbling up to the surface watching his service this morning. Dave could be incredibly funny and charming - he could also be very sadistic. He was almost like a Jekyll and Hyde. Believe it or not, I started crying when the priest went to the urn and blessed it, and then watching people come up to the urn after the service and have their moment. Now Dave is a pile of ash. Gone.
Dave's own family did not speak to him (and vice versa) at the end. Tells you a lot about his character.
https://www.millerfuneralfridley.com/obituaries/david-novitsky
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