Lindsay Sweet Millions

Today was Wednesday.

Today I lost a friend.

My longtime friend Lindsay died.

Her death is still somewhat a mystery but it appears she had a heart attack, but I shouldn't even be blogging that as the reason why this happened isn't even known yet.

All we know is her parents tried to revive her but she didn't come back.

 Lindsay and I met in grade 10 at Vic, and right away I thought she was the coolest and most hilarious person I had ever met. I was intimidated by her awesomeness, I knew she was funnier and much more goth than I, and this was a huge reason why I was drawn to her, but why we remained friends throughout 15 years- when we were in the same town, Edmonton that is- she could make anything horrible into a pee your pants worthy joke, brighten your day with her gigantic amazing eyes, and make any situation into a party. 

The party she was always the LIFE of. 

As cool as she was many could be scared away. I just had to know her and be a part of her life, because cool was just on the surface of this girl.

Her heart was gigantic. I felt like I could never fill her heart, as it was so big.

We started playing soccer on the same team at 15, and me as goal and her as the best goal defender ever or meanest goal striker, like, teaching Beckham game, that awesome, we somehow made time to make dirty jokes and laugh about some random inside joke.

By 16 we were working at the same coffee shop, and making the same dirty silly or ridiculous jokes together, most of which she would start out of the sheer gift of being hilarious.

She was always there for me, and through all my drama through the years she would want me to spill everything and she would end up turning me 180 degrees JUST by making me laugh about it.

JUST by making me laugh. Lightening everything, no matter how dark.

I suppose this isn't an easy thing to be able to do to everyone- make them laugh.

The girl should have been a comedian, her quick wit would make me and everyone else she came in contact with fall on the floor, pee your pants and strive to make her laugh just as hard, and she had a memorable laugh that I will keep forever.

It may be just too soon for me to truly express my feelings about this girl. 

I have texts from her from Sunday night I will keep for now, and will never delete her contact from my phone.

Forget about my feelings about Lindsay's death.

Her parents and family have lost her, suddenly and so young.

I just know I will keep something alive for Lindsay forever.

She advised me if I was going to grow tomatoes, I should grow sweet millions.

Next year, I will grow the sweet millions.

Thanks Lindz, man I will miss you.

-E.