A year ago today one of my dearest friends died. She died way too young. But she was sick and although she fought it, I can’t help but feel that she knew that her end was near. Sometimes when we spoke, she’d say “Lisi, I don’t want to die. There’s so much I want to do. Places I want to see.” And there was such longing in her voice.
Abby loved big earrings, skin care products and make-up. Not necessarily in that order. She was an amazing cook. She never learnt to drive. And she was funny. I mean really funny — but without meaning to be. A deadpan sort of humour that never failed to make me convulse with laughter.
I realized only after she died that of everyone else in the world, I share the most joyful memories with her. We’d while away the day doing the silliest things. Writing terrible rhyming poetry to each other. Writing romance fiction – and reading what we wrote each day to the other over the phone. She was the main character in her novel and one of her real-life crushes was her love interest.
She let me be myself and I could be as stupid and ridiculous as I wanted. She didn’t judge or care. She just loved me for me.
It’s been a year.
I think about her and remember our times together. I miss her so very much.
I put together a playlist for her of a few songs we both love/loved. Songs that we listened to in the 2000s on repeat. Each song delivers a great memory of her, of times we spent just hanging out being our best and silliest selves. Here’s a screenshot of the playlist.

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Thank you for sharing the consolation for the remembrance and not the exhausting sympathy for things unchangeable. I hope she always illuminates enough to cast a shadow in your life!
I have decided to believe that she’s somewhere close, trying to get our attention, waving and shouting “GUYS! I’m FINE,I’m ok..it’s fun here”…and that she has this cool, bohemian place where she hosts long dinner parties with her sister and her friends and there’s laughter… a lot of laughter. I’ve decided that wherever she is, Abby is finally, truly happy.