This is my least favorite time of the year as the anniversary of 9/11 and death of my best friend Angie approaches.
This year seems so much worse than some of the past anniversaries. I think it's because 10 years feels like a lifetime. Also, for the first time she's been dead (10 years) longer than we were best friends (9 years) and I feel so cheated!
Cheated out of the opportunity to see her as a mother.
Cheated out of the opportunity to have her know my children and have them know her personally.
Cheated out of having that "go to girlfriend" who would drop everything to be there for me if I needed her.
Cheated out of a lifetime of having her with me.
So much life has happened in these 10 years and it still makes me angry that she is not here with us to enjoy it.
Not a day goes by where I don't miss her. I miss the shared history, those little stories that only she would understand, those memories that only she and I shared. I miss hearing her voice and her laugh.
I lost my innocence that beautiful September morning. It was the first time I truly understood how cruel life can be and that I realized that bad things do happen to wonderful people.
Angie had a beautiful spirit unlike anyone else I have ever met. The impact she left in 27 short years is a testament to what a special person she was. My life is so much better because she was a part of it. She taught me so much about love, friendship, and acceptance.
I have never had a sister but that is what she was to me. Without a doubt she was a part of my family.
I am forever honored to have had the opportunity to call her my BEST friend!