The world lost a bright light today. Your light. I have been stunned all day at the news and even now am at such a loss as to what to do with this....
Oh, Sweet Girl, our time together was limited. I enjoyed working with you at the restaurant so much. I enjoyed watching you go through classes and study and then to graduate! Oh happy days! You studied so much and physically worked so hard to make your goal of becoming a police officer! I was so happy for you and excited, and a little sad to lose you at work, when you made the force. But I was also so proud of you and so thankful that you, my friend, would be our city's protector.
You were such a spit-fire. Tough as nails, but with a heart in the right spot. I knew you would do well in the force, because you care about people - and about stopping what is wrong in the world. I still giggle when I think about your exit from our restaurant - telling the manager on duty to suck it because you were a cop now...
So you went your way, and I went mine, and our brief intersection was gone. We were just facebook friends now with the occasional personal message exchange.
I saw you get married. I saw your beautiful, young happy face marry the man who you loved. I saw the pictures you posted of your lives together. I would look and say I know her and I'm so glad she's happy.
And then, all too recently, I saw your posts of sadness, of loss, of darkness. And my heart ached for you at the loss of your husband. And I shed tears for your loss in private. And I reached out to you the only way I knew to - with a facebook message to say I'm thinking of you and be tough - that tough girl that I know. Every time I saw your posts of aching empty heart, I prayed for you and I wished you strength...
Today I see you've left us. I'm so sorry for your loss, Sweet Woman. I am sorry I didn't stay closer to you. I am sorry for the fierce warrior this world lost. I am sorry for your friends and your family. I am sorry for your sweet husband who I'm sure would not have wanted this for you. I will miss you and I will miss seeing your posts of what the future would hold for you.... I will miss knowing you are working the streets and keeping us safe. The world will miss you because there are not enough like you. Fly high, Angie. Rest in Peace.
