Just as a little bird cracks open the shell and flies out, we fly out of this shell, the shell of the body. We call that death,but strictly speaking, death is nothing but a change of form.
--Swami Satchidananda
If I had a cent for every fun moment spent with my friends, I would be a millionaire today. I just keep thinking of these fun moments today as I have lost a really good friend last week to cancer. I know she is peaceful in heaven with the angels. I know her pain is now gone and she doesn’t need to fight this cancer anymore. But still I don’t know what to make of the feelings that are going through me right now. I feel a void and emptiness.
She was one of the very few good friends I’ve spent my college days with. I met her during my first few days in America. When I met her, little did I know that this quiet person would end up being such a great friend. Jessica, she was a timid and tiny girl from Paraguay. We met each other when I first started working in the school catering. We grew closer because we all lived in the same dorms and my room mate was Paraguyan as well. We used to go for breakfasts and dinners together, party together, sit in a truck stop having endless cups of coffee and talking all night.. eat at the china buffet on the weekends, spend the whole night at walmart trying to find fishing rods to go fishing the next day, crashing at each others apartment watching movies all night, went to a friend's house in Topeka for thanksgiving our first year there, because we didn’t have anywhere to go for the holidays.. We were neighbours, friends and more than that..
She loved sleeping. This one time, she locked herself in the dorm room for the whole weekend and slept through it. Me and my room mate went to all the ends of the university looking for her.. She had her own cutie ways of doing things.. she has a cute doggie called Lorencita.. She had cans of tuna lined up in the kitchen and called it brain food.. She used to have tuna before exams because it improved her memory… She couldn’t eat any of my spicy food … she didn’t like her boyfriend smoking.. she shopped in the kids sections because she couldn’t find clothes her size in the adults section… I don’t know how to put in words what I feel.. All I have left now are these memories of her.... I am thankful for these memories that I will hold and cherish in my heart forever..