| ~The Part of Me I Never Had 18~ |
| We got there right on time. I had called Diane, and she allowed them to perform. I sat down, awaiting their performance. �Good afternoon family, friends. We are gathered here to mourn the great loss of a great daughter, incredible best friend, Heather Gustafson. We are honored to have been requested to host a performance by Heather�s greatest inspiration. I present, *N Sync,� announced Diane. I heard gasps at the recognition. The music began playing and lost myself in its beautiful lyrics� I never thought you were A fair-weather friend You never let me down You�re true to the end And in the darkest hour, When all was lost Somehow you left the light on You faced the wrong and showed the world a thing or two Stood up for me for you And you should know� Some say it wasn�t worth the things we went through, I say it ain�t worth losing you I hope you know how much you�ve changed all our lives Some day Someday you�ll see, If only through heaven�s eyes I still remember The things that you said I keep your words alive I could never forget Cause in the final hour, You made me proud So proud that I could know you You told the world it�s time that they believed in you. You stood for right and truth And you should know� Some say it wasn�t worth the things we went through, I say it ain�t worth losing you I hope you know how much you�ve changed all our lives, Someday Someday you�ll see If only through heaven�s eyes If only through heaven�s eyes And so we can�t forget We�ve got to keep remembering them all The ones who took the fall They did it for us all And we should learn from it Stand up if you believe in it You�ve got to face the world Be strong Be strong� Some say it wasn�t worth the things we went through I say it ain�t worth losing you I hope you know how much you�ve changed all our lives Some day Someday you�ll see, If only through heaven�s eyes Some say it wasn�t worth the things we went through I say it ain�t worth losing you I hope you know how much you�ve changed all our lives Someday Someday you�ll see If only through heaven�s eyes� I realized at the end of the song, I had tears down my face. I didn�t care. I just clapped as loud as I could, being beat out only by her parents. JC sat next to me putting his arm around my shoulders to comfort me. �The song was beautiful.� �Thanks.� I listened when Heather�s mother spoke, but was especially surprised when I was asked to speak I went up to the small sort of podium and began to speak. �What can I say? She was my best friend. I considered her the sister I never had. She understood me when no could, befriended me when I was shunned, helped me get through every crisis I had to deal with. When it came to this, it hurt me so much to see all those objects protruding from her head, like she was a cushion for needles to be stuck in. It was the one event that hurt me the most because it happened to the one person I cared most about. We were inseparable at most times. We were Frick and Frack, Lucy and Ethel, JC and Justin. She was me, I was her. That�s how close we were. I could read her like a book. She knew me like she knew herself. She had an energy about her that I could never have-her need for new things. She tried anything and everything, may it be bungee jumping, rock climbing, sky diving, she�d try it all. All because she wanted to life to the fullest. This proves her point. Life is too precious to waste. That was her motto. �I realized that people are always befriending her because of the vibe that was emitted from her. Her radiant smile, her outgoing personality, the sense of mischief you can see in her eyes. �I guess the thing that kills me is that she died so young. There was that chance of marriage, kids, a future, but I guess it wasn�t mean to be. �To people�s disbelief, I have accepted her death and I am trying to move on. I have found great new friends. They helped me get through this. I have no regrets of how Heather lived out her life. She got to do everything she wanted. She even met her greatest inspiration. You know at least she has all the wonderful memories we left with her, all the love we feel for her, her loved ones trust and mourning. But most of all, I wanted to say I only accepted her death because I got to say goodbye.� The crowd was silent and in tears when I left the podium, in tears myself. The words had come pouring out of my mouth. I had no control. Well, my brain didn�t. It was my heart speaking for itself. Well, at least, the part that braved through her unfortunate death. |
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