This week's Mama Kat's Writing Assignment was: "In the book I'm reading, Girls of Tender Age,the main character is deeply affected by the murder of a childhood friend. Describe a tragedy you didn't expect to be as deeply affected by as you are."
My friend, Kate, died about two years ago and it hit me harder then I ever thought possible. I guess I just assumed that after losing both my parents, hearing of a friend's death wouldn't be as hard to handle.
I was wrong.
Kate and I went to the same middle school in Myanmar. She was only there for two years with me and then moved back to her home, Australia.
Kate was 24. I won't go into the details of what happened to her but it was accidental. She had her whole life ahead of her. It breaks my heart to think that she never got to become someone's wife, have children, be a part of her sister's and brother's families, travel more, have an amazing career and just simply live a wonderful and full life.
I had just seen Kate a month before she passed away while I was vacationing in Australia with a college friend. She was living in Melbourne at the time and I just so happened to be staying with a friend in her same neighborhood! What are the chances of that happening?! I cannot begin to tell you how grateful I was to be able to have that opportunity to see her again. Before this trip, I hadn't seen her in about 10 years! I can't help but believe that I was meant to go there. I was meant to see her again.
Her profile wall on facebook is always full of new comments of friends simply stopping by to say hello and say how much they miss her. Her birthday was just on Monday so I've been thinking about her more than usual this week. She would have been 26, just like me. It's hard to imagine anyone I care about dieing, but someone my age, that hits even deeper.
She was a beautiful, kind and fearless woman and I am proud to have been a part of her life, even for just a short time.
RIP Kate. I hope you have said hello to my parents.