An Amazing Girl

Back in November, the Monday after Thanksgiving, I got some horrible news that a very close friend of mine died in a car wreck. The person who called and told me was someone I hadn't talked to in over a year. I wasn't sure whether to believe her or not because we left on bad terms. My close friend was Kristin Grace White. She had just turned 18 about a week before and being that my life is so busy I forgot to call her and tell her Happy Birthday... something I do every year.

I had talked to her 6 days before her death and she sounded weird. Do you think subconsciously people know when something is going to happen to them? She was visiting her mother and brother (my ex) for Thanksgiving in Columbia, SC when I called her. She told me that she missed me cause it had been so long since we had seen each other (since June). I told her I missed her and asked her how school, work, and her new car were going. She sounded distant... like she wanted to talk to me but she didn't know what to say. I'm sure I said "I love you" when we parted... I hope I did. I remember thinking that she sounded weird when I got off of the phone with her.

I have known Kristin since she was probably about 8. Her brother and I were friends growing up and eventually dated for a while. She grew up with two older brothers... she has a half sister that lives upstate that she didn't get to see much. I remember her mother telling me once "Kristin looks up to you because you're such a strong Christian." She was as close to a sister as one can get without blood.

A year ago this month Kristin and her brother came to visit for Fat Tuesday. Events happened that ended with me cusing her brother out for actions he did. I remember her hugging me and telling me that she knew why I was mad and that she couldn't believe her brother had acted that way towards me. Later she came to my apartment to get her stuff... she sat on my bed crying... she cried "I feel like I just lost you as my sister because of what he did. Your the only sister I've ever known." I cried back "That could never happen... we will always be sisters... he can't stop that."

I keep thinking about her. I look at her pictures eveyday because I don't want the memories I have of her to fade. That thought scares me. After her death I prayed that I would dream about her. Last Friday night she visited me in my dreams. She looked more beautiful than I've ever seen her... glowy sort of. There were lots of people there talking to me and she came up to me on my side. I got the impression that she was working and she said to me "Before you leave come see me in the room with the two rings and stars." I asked "Are you sure?" She replied yes and then turned and walked away. I don't know the significance of her words, but it was sure nice to see her. She looked perfected.