"a save situation"

I remember this morning 3 years ago all too well. I went to bed knowing that my childhood friend, the most incredible girl I have ever met, was gravely ill. Ali had been diagnosed with leukemia 8 months prior. She was 23 years old, a mother, a wife, a sister, a daughter, a best friend. I woke up to the humming of my phone vibrating on my night stand. It was 6:00 in the morning. My mom was on the line and I knew immediately that she called to tell me the worst words I’ve ever heard spoken before.

 

“She didn’t make it through the night”

 

I didn’t know it was possible to hurt like I did as soon as I knew she was gone. My heart crumbled into a million pieces for all the people who were in her life. I couldn’t stand the thought of her son growing up without his momma or her new husband not getting the chance to build a life with her. My heart hurt for her sweet mother and her two sisters who are like my own family. None of this made sense to me. It still doesn’t.

 

I had just moved in to my apartment and had boxes everywhere. My mom knocked on my door and after the initial tears and hugs passed we sat down at the kitchen table in silence. None of this seemed real.

 

It’s been 3 years but it feels like yesterday. I will miss her every single day for the rest of my life.

 

 

 

Yesterday I was given some terrible news about my father. I don’t know if I’ll make it to the end of the day without being in tears. I pray to God, if there is one, that his life is not cut short like sweet Ali’s was. Please don’t let this happen again. Please.