Eh. Gareth added me on Facebook, and I don't know if he knows yet. He has Brooke as a friend, and knowing Jan and their family, he might know, as I can't think of anyone else who would tell him. See, that's the thing. I can see myself for as much as the next year having to break old news to people I've not seen in forever. I don't know how to find the words to tell people who knew me as a little girl that their friend and my mother passed away. It just doesn't click in my head. The enormity of that reality or my duty itself.
I just... wow. I haven't seen this guy since I was 12, 13 at the latest, and that was passing him in Woolworths with his new wife and child. He pretty much lived with us for a while. I remember playing Scattergories with him, mum and Jaime. If he does not know, how would I find the pluck to say "lololol did you hear jane died"?
I will cross that bridge when I get to it, I guess.
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