Tuesday, March 29, 2005

Darcy

10 years ago today, my best friend, Darcy, collapsed at school while running laps, and died. 10 years, 5 days ago today, I had my last conversation with my best friend. You never think that kids are going to die until they do it. To my everlasting shame, the way I told one person was, "Hey, Colin, it's a good thing you dumped Darcy because she's dead". How does a 12 year old girl who's never dealt with death tell people that her heart is broken? I wonder what my life would be like if she was still alive. I wonder if we'd still be friends. In the months after her death, I would have dreams that she was still alive, but I would remember that she was fragile, so I was so careful with her - doing up seatbelts and the like. I didn't even go to her funeral.