A year ago today, my best friend Bonita died in a car crash, tragically the day after her wedding.
The pain of losing her is still fresh and what makes it worse is that we’d not spoken for months before it happened. We just… drifted apart. I was too busy in my own affairs. She, I imagine, was busy in hers. She’d recently started flying again, she really did love to be a flight attendant. I sometimes wonder how many passengers she’d actually ordered out of her galley over the years.
I regret that we had drifted apart. I realise that there’s nothing I can do, but it still doesn’t help ease my mind any.
She was such a positive person, never a bad word to say about anyone. She lit up the lives of everyone who met her. Even those who hadn’t met her, and had only chatted online to her, knew she was someone special. She could always make you laugh. We shared some really good times, I just wish we could’ve spent more time together.
I miss her so much.
Requiescat in pace Bonita.