25 years later

A post by Cate

December 9, 1988: 14 six year olds jumped on our school bus to head home. The roads were slippery and wet; I remember being so excited to get home and have a sleepover that night.

25 years ago, the unthinkable, the unimaginable happened and our lives were forever changed. I still remember every single little detail of that horrible afternoon, the horrible accident. I remember telling my friend Meredyth to just eat my raisins, that our mom and dads would be here soon. I remember her not saying anything back to me, she was just lying there. I remember my pink and purple snow boots that kept me warm as I stood with the firefighters on the side of the road.

25 years ago, we all lost a joyful little angel.

I lost my friend.

There isn’t a day I don’t think about 12/9/88.
There isn’t a day I don’t think about Meredyth.
There isn’t a day I don’t think about the fact that I was always the one that sat in the window seat and Meredyth sat on the aisle – but on that day, she wanted to sit in the window seat to watch the snow.

And, I let her.

I know you are watching down on all of us, smiling and dancing up there in your beautiful little pink tutu. Our little ballerina angel.

Live every day. Every moment. Every second friends. Every second. Every single second.



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