Bri and I met in Comp 350 and she was the person that sort of welcomed me into their group of people.
I had no real friends in that class and Bri took an interest in me. She took me under her wing.
I would not have made it out of that class without her meticulous editing skills.
And she kept being close friends with me after the class. Which doesn't happen all that often. But she checked up on me all the time. She looked out for me and was there when I needed some advice. And i got noticeably better grades when she looked over any paper no matter how much of a hot mess it was. She made sure to make it perfect.
You could tell right away whether or not she liked you.
She was just that type of girl.
She didn't skirt around feelings. If she wanted you in her life she made sure you knew it.
I remember she had this awesome leather jacket and she complimented me on mine even though mine wasn't nearly as amazing as hers.
She identified herself with the pinup culture and would often have her hair curled and done up in pin curls.
Now if you think I can do hair, that girl could seriously do hair.
She also had a talent for making amazing food.
The last thing I tasted of hers that I can remember was her chocolate cupcakes with a rosemary filling.
It may sound weird but it was probably one of the most complicated cupcakes I have ever had.
For Christmas she gave me this massive box of sweets she had hand made.
And for my birthday I got from her a sunflower scarf which if you didn't know is my favorite flower.
She could remember little details like that and was a much better friend to me than I deserved.
She also didn't play games.
If she wanted a guy she went after him.
She had this confidence around her that I envied so much.
She knew her worth and she didn't settle for anyone that didn't live up to her standards.
I could just sit and listen to her for hours.
She always had something interesting to say.
But 365 days ago after I found out about what happened to her I just couldn't believe it.
The woman that could have taken on the world, was no longer with us.
Sometimes to this day its weird to think about.
I'm currently sitting in the apartment we picked out together.
The woman who was supposed to be my roommate.
I was so excited.
And then there I was crying into my mothers arms as I told them.
It was such a shock to us all.
I couldn't go to her funeral which I think why it was harder for me to process because I didn't have any real closure.
I plan to go to her memorial this weekend and talk to her.
But after that day I reevaluated my life.
Was this how I wanted to live my life.
In fear and with out feeling comfortable in my skin.
No.
So changes happened.
And that was the summer from hell but here I am.
Stronger and happier than I was a year ago.
And even though this was a terrible event and I wish all the time she was still with us, this was what kicked me into realizing how unhappy I was.
I embodied a piece of Bri into myself.
I stood up for myself and found my worth.
I realized the only person that was ever going to truly make me happy was myself.
So I changed.
So thank you Bri for planting the seed that started my revolution.
Thank you for teaching me to fight and stand up for myself.
Thank you for believing in me.
Thank you for staying true to yourself.
I miss you gorgeous girl but I know up in heaven you are riding away on your white Harley.
Living even better than you did down here.
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