i had a lovely, lovely friend who took her own life nearly a year ago- I miss her very much.
Shortly before she died I visited her for the weekend and we saw a picture in a gallery that I fell in love with but couldn't afford. She tried to get the assistant to come down in price but couldn't. She said, "buy it atosilis, it will bring you joy everyday and you need joy."
I couldn't remember the name of the artist or gallery but often thought of that day and the painting.
This week I found the gallery's business card in my bag! I have looked and looked and looked again during the year! With the help of the web, I have located the painting and bought it out of MY savings. I wish I could ring her and tell her to come and see it when it arrives.
My husband has gone mad with rage -
- I didn't discuss it with him first
- I'm bound to have been conned over the price
- I've thrown my money away
- I didn't see her very often
- why be reminded of a suicide every time I look at it?
I know he's going to criticise it and hate it. My joy at the picture is now dulling with sadness. Help me get the joy back, please. :-(