Monday, 8 April 2013

F is for Friends

F is for Friends.

I thought I would write this post about an old friend of mine from school. A week or so ago I happened to be glancing through Facebook and clicked on her profile, as I had not spoken to her in a long time, and wondered what she was doing these days.
I was sad so discover that she passed away at the end of 2010 from epilepsy. Apparently it was from something called SUDEP, which I had never heard of before.

We were good friends all through school, and I went on holiday to Cornwall in England with her family one year. I remember we went to the beach on the first day and spent the whole day there, in and out of the water. We didn't think to reapply the sun cream and got totally sunburnt! We spent the next couple of days lying on our beds trying not to move too much because we were so sore!
I remember she was so creative; she was an awesome artist and always used to win the art competitions held at school, yet she was always so modest about her talents.
Once at her house I remember we made up a dance to U2 song 'Desire'. I still remember bits of it! She also made up funny songs to the tune of some other hit, and boy did they get stuck in your head!
We sang along to The Cranberries all the time, and now I can't listen to their tracks without thinking about us pouring out our lungs.
We studied A level French together, and she also studied art and English; she loved literature and was always reading something. I remember getting her to read some kind of murder mystery book; not her usual style but she loved it.
After university she went on to do a masters in journalism, and was working as a journalist in London, living with some friends. She was so talented and it's such a great sadness to think that she isn't around anymore.
Even though I hadn't spoken to her in years, it's really weird to think that she's gone. She was such a character, and had the ability to make anyone laugh, no matter how sad they were. She was loved by so many, and, of course, she always will be.


  1. I am so sorry you lost a sweet friend.

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  2. I'm so sorry for your loss. Good friends are so hard to find, especially those friends you actually enjoy spending a lot of time with.

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  3. It's hard when you lose a friend; you never stop saying to yourself that she would find this funny or that interesting.
    I like your motto: little pleasures render great happiness.