My husband and I lost a very good friend over a week ago. We
found out when our attention was drawn to her facebook page and we saw the RIP
messages. We were in denial for a while as we tried to find out more and was hoping this was all a bad dream. We learnt
soon after though that our friend was truly gone. She was our age and my husband’s
co-worker, and that is how I met her. We had double dates together - she spent
time in our home - I wore her clothes she wore mine. Our hearts are broken.
Migration caused us to drift apart, nevertheless we kept in
touch as best we could. The last time we saw her was shortly after our daughter was
born when she came by with gifts of clothing for her. My daughter still has a
few pieces of those clothing.
What I will be forever grateful to her for, is the fact that we owe the birth of our son to her - we owe our victory over infertility to her. After losing my first pregnancy in 2005, she got us an appointment with a Herbalist she was working for at the time, who specializes in infertility and as soon as I completed the course of treatment that was administered to me, I became pregnant with our son.
What I will be forever grateful to her for, is the fact that we owe the birth of our son to her - we owe our victory over infertility to her. After losing my first pregnancy in 2005, she got us an appointment with a Herbalist she was working for at the time, who specializes in infertility and as soon as I completed the course of treatment that was administered to me, I became pregnant with our son.
We heard she was sick for a while. For some reason, we did
not even know that and all we have left are the memories of our dear friend Christine
and we are grateful now more than ever for those memories.
Rest in peace friend, you are in a place where there is no
more sickness. It was so nice to have met and shared in your life.
You are gone too soon.
