Memories come and go but they aren’t forgotten in the larger scheme of things and even if you’re gone, you’re still in our hearts and your name will live on.
5 days ago: Thursday, November 2nd, 2017, I lost not only a cousin but a best friend and sister; and I say that because while she was born in ’91 and me in ’89, we essentially grew up together on the street Greenway and it was across the street from my parents’ house when they were still married. I remember going to a new elementary school together with my cousins: Jessica, Nichole and Jacob and enjoying that time together. We rode bikes, played video games and all my childhood memories came from that despite me suppressing all of them growing up, I still remember vividly the moments that made my childhood special.
She would have been 26 on Jan 9th and now, we’ll be burying her at this age, and I cannot fathomed the pain and heart ache of her parents, my aunt Benita and my uncle Rene and all I can do is be there for everyone including myself. It isn’t easy to lose someone that close to me in age and that I always found to be more sync with.
October 25 2014: My Christmas Party 2014
Nichole and our cousin G