In Memory Of

This post is in memory of my best friend, Rybeca Connor. She died on Saturday, May 14, 2011. She was asleep, and her house was on fire. She was 16, with blonde hair and blue eyes. She was like my sister, and I loved her so much. I wrote a poem for her;

A Little Angel

A little Angel on Earth today

She loved to dance and laugh and play.

A little angel, with blonde hair, blue eyes

Lay her head to say goodnight

She slept soundly through

She felt no pain

She slept on till

She was home again

A little angel in Heaven today

Is really not that far away

A little angel, now dressed in white,

With blonde hair and blue eyes

In our hearts, forever she lies.

I love you Becca, forever and ever. You were my best friend. You were there for me. I will never forget you. I know I will see you again someday. May you rest in peace, my friend.

Rybeca Connor, May 14, 2011 

Here is the link to the story in the Tri-City Herald;

http://www.tri-cityherald.com/2011/05/15/1490366/16-year-old-girl-dies-in-fire.html 

I don't yet know when her funeral is, but I know that I would do anything to attend. It hurts so bad to think she is gone from this life. I keep thinking why? Why did this happen to her? I get so sad and the tears come and they can't stop. I miss her. I wonder how the fire started, what was her last dream, what were her last words. I feel bad for wondering so many things. And I try not to react so badly, but I can't help but curl up with the pain of losing my friend. I don't want her to see me like this, but I can't help it. I miss her! I have so much trouble with this.....It's different, when it is someone you know and love who dies. Especially when it is a best friend. I can't delete her number from my phone. I can't wrap my head completely around the situation. I just want her to appear and be perfectly fine, nothing happened. I want to be able to talk to her again, face to face. I talk to her now, but it's just not the same. I want her to give me a hug and say she is fine. My heart hurts so much, and I even, silly as it sounds, listed each time I realized I was in a certain stage of grief. I had so much trouble when I first found out. I saw a post on Facebook, and I was shocked. I went to her page, and there were posts. I was worried, and I didn't want to believe that what I was seeing was true. I made my mom look at it. When she said, "Well, is seems Rybeca is dead", I couldn't hold anything in. I cried so much. I couldn't believe she died, and I still can't. It was later that night that I found out how she died. What made it worse was that I DROVE RIGHT PAST THE PLACE. I saw it earlier in the day, on my way to a wedding. I saw the burnt house, the police, the fire trucks, the ambulances. Knowing that I went RIGHT past the place where it happened was too much. I can't believe she died! People called her Becca, Boo, Becca boo. She has spent the night at my house, gone swimming with me. She held her hand out for me to spit on when we were riding transit, and I thought it was gross to spit on my hand. She dressed up as a kitty cat for my Halloween party. She was so kind and loving. And now, she is gone. And I miss her. I will always miss her, and have her in my heart. Forever and Ever. I love you Becca, my best friend, my sister. I know you are in a good place, and you are safe and in no pain. I know I'll see again someday, and it will be such a happy day. Rest in peace.

Love, Andrea Irene Norris