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I'm finally at peace with the death of my friend Georgie. And this is a section I'd like to keep for myself to remind myself of this enchanting and delightful woman that she is so that she is not forgotten in my mind. She was beautiful inside more than out and had the brightest smile I had ever seen. It seemed like nothing would ever pull her down and I guess that's how I got to know her. How I met her was by arrangement to go and learn how to dance since the lessons that I was going to had too few to continue on. My teacher arranged for her to pick me up along the way to the lessons.

At first we didn't talk much. I, being the selfish narrow-minded person then, only thought to dance and learn to dance. So our relationship didn't fully become a bond till much later when she and I spoke about topics that I feel for or against it. She spoke of her career, I spoke of issues in the school to get relief from not realizing she was helping me slowly but surely.

Months past and our bond grew. My oblivious nature kept me at bay of what was creating, in my heart, a hook that was deeper than many could have reach. Just by being her friend, her god daughter, her enjoyment of the day, made me happier than I had expected. Christmas she gave me treats that were just as sweet as her and the thought of her thinking about me as a true friend in the short 3 months I've had known her then showed me that I still had emotion to share with.

Time went on passing new year's then valentine's, every occation getting a little sentimental gift to me as well as her family. Then my b-day came, you see, I am not a kind of person to tell a person of my birthday unless they are truly trustworthy in my eyes. And thus is why a small few know of it, she never knew until I told her a week later. She was a little sad that I didn't tell her earlier but understand the reasoning and took me out for my b-day. Shy and feeling useless I couldn't not accept but I gave in much later and obliege to it.

All I could say was that it was wonderful, we spoke able all sorts of topics that we thought was important to ourselves and guessed we could share with eachother. Enjoying eachother's company the night went by fast and I was a little sad that it ended so quickly but was glad to had gone to it. We said our goodbyes and waited later on in the week to resume the dance lessons.

By now I've known her for 8 months, it's may and when the dance lessons end for the summer. I was dreading the day but brooding about it was not the right thing to do because it makes the weeks all the more quicker to fly by. The last day for the lesson was set but it was no oridinary lesson, it was a pot luck and dance. Why not ending the lessons with a bang?

Dancing was good, showing off moves and learning new ones was great and the swets were to die from. NOot a true chocaholic I only had a bit that i could tolerant before feeling sick in the stomach of the stuff. When the topic of what to do now came up with her and I, she said that there was another day for these types of lessons that was year round. She ask if I wanted to go and my answer was a 'hell yeah!'. You can quess I was really extatic about it.

June passed and then summer came. Georgie and I were almost unseperable, doing all sorts of fun stuff and learning new thingie about eachother that was not known before. Since we'd only known each other 10-11 months by then, it was incruedious to say we were more than just friends, I'd say as close as sisters but I'd be lying to myself and her.

The summer ended and school started, it was all fine and dandy but in my point of view, school will be something I'd rather not left go of yet. Time is a fickle, fickle thing. It gives just as much as it takes. By god it took from me something that will never seal up the cracks in my heart. She died in the month of Octomber and I will never forget it.

THe week of the dance lesson that we usually go to was normal as can be and we'd talk about all sort of stuff and the topic movies brings a shudder to me because my lack on stability in the new and 'hip' type of stuff is, and probrably will never be, my style. So you can understand my shock when I hear of an awesome movie coming out I'd go to it and she obligingly set a date for more than just the two of us to go.

I awaited the day with anticipation and anxiousness of going. I didn't mind the people she had invited and the movie was a great one I'd have to admit but the untimely death approached for my dear friend.

A few days later she and I were suppose to go to a workshop for a certain type of dance. Georgie and I were in tears just waiting for the day to come. While my mind was reeling over the fact of the workshop late into the late, Georgie was rushed to the emergency room that same night; the day before the workshop.

When I awoke that morning, I recieved a call from my mother telling me that my friend's aunt had called to tell her to tell me that my friend is indeed in the hopsital and in critical condition. She did not know when or if she would wake up. The plans of the workshop vanished and was replaced by fear for Georgie to awake and be well. Sadly, that did not happen.

Just days later, she died. My family was not notified until much later that she died in a coma. A peace death was her way I guess, even though I wish it had not been that was. The hook that she had in my heart was ripped out but deeper because of timing they had told us of her death. I watched my heart bleed and my front crushed to dust. It took hours of pain, as well as the help of those in FOJ that was there when I went to escape the pain, to let the words sink in.

It hurt, more than one could imagine. I ate less, laughed less but I closed up more so that I could left anyone else hurt me in that way again. I knew it wasn't right but I didn't really want to care just yet. It was the way I grieved, I can not changed that.

As Time gives and takes, it also can seem endless and slow as it could seem to move by fast. Taking it day by day was the road to acceptance and finding peace. After 5 weeks of grieving, I am at peace with her death. Her memory living in me.

You see, she taught me more than I had first expected, love, emotions, laughter, joy, friendship, bond and trust were the main ones. She gave me experiences that I can not have expeienced then. She gave me more than I could have ever given her and that I am grateful to have known her. In total I have known Georgie for 13 months and 3 weeks and I wouldn't change a thing. I'm glad that I knew her and proud of it. We will all miss you terrible Georgie but we know you are at a wonderful place. Keep on dancing with your heart in it.

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