My best friend’s life support was turned off onWednesday.
<p>The beats of my heart that I noticed with a frown when I first saw you in the Church carpark that night. You were rubbing surfer’s wax along the top of your car’s roof.</p>
<p>“<em>Do you surf</em>?” I asked, pointing to the wax in your hand.</p>
<p>“<em>Nope</em>” You grinned across; your disarming friendliness catching my breath and I heard it again, the ‘<em>beep beep’</em> of my heart responding to yours; like old friends waving across a busy street to each other. Old souls recognising each other and dancing in delight.</p>
<p><strong>Beep beep.</strong></p>
<p>The sound of excited, giddy teenagers colliding with purpose and joy against each other’s bodies in the back of cars as we went on road trips, Easter camps in forests or by the sea or to Youth Alive conventions and band competitions. <em>The joy of togetherness that you revelled in</em>, loving being part of a youth group — all of us so unique and yet so similar in figuring out our thoughts and feelings as we tried to understand our changing bodies and rebelling against ever following the rules; regardless of what the Church leadership tried so hard to enforce. Haha.</p>
<p><strong>Beep beep.</strong></p>
<p>The clock ticking away during my pre-university exams. I was struggling to concentrate because I knew at the end of my exam…was you. After months of flirting, you and I were an “us”. You and your Mom were picking me up right after exams. At 17, neither of us had our driving licence yet, so your Mom was dropping us off as we were going to a movie. Our first date. I’d worn a skirt you’d complimented the week earlier and smoothed it down with shaking hands and butterflies filling my stomach. I couldn’t wait to see you.</p>
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