About a year ago, a really good friend of mine passed away. I still miss her.
It happened one morning when she was getting ready to take her 8 year old step-son to school. While she was backing out of her driveway, another car slammed in to hers then proceeded to leave the scene. Luckily, a witness followed him and got his license plate number.
D was pronounced dead at the scene. Her son was taken to the hospital in critical condition. He’s doing a lot better these days but it’s still an uphill battle for him. He’s in physical therapy for most of the week and still hasn’t returned to school.
D was younger than me but she always reminded me of old Hawaiian royalty. If she had lived back in Monarchy times, I’m certain she would have been a Queen or at the very least, a Princess. She was an advocate of the Hawaiian culture and had very strong political views when it came to the rights of Native Hawaiians. I still remember when a reporter had printed a story criticising Israel Kamakawiwaole - calling him a fat Hawaiian who played a ukulele. She responded with a 5 page letter that definitely put him in his place. We were all so proud of her.
I still think of her often. However, the reason I thought about her today was because I was trying to find a phone number in my cell phone contact list. Since her last name starts with “A”, she was the first name I saw. I looked at the number and it brought tears to my eyes knowing that I’ll never dial it again.
For a brief moment, I considered deleting it from the list but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. It felt like I would be disrespecting her.
Do you think that’s strange? Would you still keep the number listed?