Thank you for reading.

When I was in high school, I had a really great female friend. I so wanted her to be my girlfriend, but she wouldn't have it because we were friends. I finally wore her down. She was a wonderful girl and we did everything together...yes, we even counted all the toads in the swamp. She was the world to me.
And, after I graduated we hung out a lot during the summer and did lots of things.
Towards the end of the summer, things got weird/strange between one of my male friends and her and when I went to university, she and he were now going together. Ah, such is life, right?
I had lost touch over the years, then ran into her here and there during and after university at parties and such. With the invention of instant messaging, we reconnected again and caught up on lost years.
I still liked her a lot, despite things that happened or didn't happen, and because of our history.
When the news came that she had gone to another world, I felt part of me disappear. Apparently, she had ingested two separate medications that didn't play well together.
 I wasn't distraught, but I thought about her every day for a couple years. I had lost some family members before, but her death seemed to affect me the most.
I don't think about her every day, now, but I still think about her a lot.
Recently, some friends were contacted by her through a medium (or a large, I'm not sure as I wasn't there). She said that the cause of her death was foul play and not her fault (but can't be proven) and that a baby was involved. I totally believe it. Not that I am trying to hold onto the fact that she came through, but this is totally something she would have said.
I am glad you've contacted us and made some peace. I wish you well in your journeys.
I love you and will forever.