I had a friend.
At one point in my life she was my best friend. A horrible thing happened and she was killed in a car crash on Friday April 8 2011. She was only 32 years old. She had 2 children, one of whom isn’t even 2 years old yet. Her husband is now a widower.
I feel a huge hole in my heart. I feel like the universe is no longer in balance. I feel like the world isn’t quite whole anymore. A huge gap where someone should be. It is a very unsettling feeling. I am also a little bit angry.
Her family is saying their final good byes to her today. I am unable to go to the funeral as it is on the other side of the country from where I am. But yet my thoughts are with them.
I can imagine the sadness, the tears, the grieving over this sad situation.
Enter my faith. I believe in life after death. I believe we will all live again. I know Tanya is OK. I know she will still be able to watch over her little tribe from across the veil. I know I will see her again.
In our last General Conference Russell M. Nelson said “We live so we can die so we can live again” I believe his words and they brought me great comfort.
She was my friend during a trying time in my life. Adolescence. We were both on the underside of acceptance and cool. But when either bullied or outcasted we had each other.
We spent hours together, giggling, playing, dreaming. We shared our first loves with each other and our first heart breaks. We dreamed of life as adults and I think we were both horribly wrong.
Today I say good bye to a piece of my childhood as others say good bye to their daughter, sister, wife and mother.
Rest in peace.
See you on the other side.
All my love,