Only a week away from my what would have been my due date. It's also the day my best-friend would have been turning 25. I miss her so much. Even though we didn't talk as much as we did back in the day I still considered her one of my soul sisters. She passed away July 1st. two weeks later is when I started bleeding and then found out the baby stopped growing at 5 weeks. Too much going on. I want this baby but I wanted that baby even more. That was suppose to be the baby I would be honoring my friend with. I felt like it was meant to be, but other plans were made apparently. I have soo many memories with this girl. I still continue to have dreams about her. Except in my dreams she doesn't know anyone but me, and I have to try and refresh her memory. Here is the picture I got at her funeral.
February 18th 1988-July 1st 2012
She was going to school to be a yoga instructor. She was finally getting her life back together. It really sucks. One wrong smurfing decision. She decided to get on the back of a motorcycle with a random guy she met at a bar where she'd been drinking. She had enough in her to make this poor decision. Two minutes later they left, he crashes, hits a tree and she dies instantly. The guy driving ends up paralyzed from the waist down. SmUrf SmUrf SmUrf. I just want to give her one last hug and tell her how much of an impact she made in my life. I still remember our last conversation. No friend and no baby through it all. I just want the end of this month to flash forward. Sorry for my rambling