Friendship is an amazing thing. There are moments in a
friendship where there is no question that the friendship will last forever.
Moments like these are seldom incredible or important to anyone but the people
in the friendship. For John, Levi, and myself, these moments came during long
and hard hours jumping on a trampoline which did not belong to any of us. They
came missing shot after shot of basketball. (In our defense, we could not see
the basketball hoop because we usually played after dark. We are also terrible
at basketball when there is light, but that's another story.) They came while sleeping out on Levi's deck
in the cold. At times, these moments came so quick that for anyone else, they
would be hard to catch: a shared inside joke as we passed each other in the
hall; shouting at one another from across a loud room just to say hello; or
seeing something hilarious with one another that no one else saw. It is in
moments like these that friendship is an unbreakable, unwavering bond that will
never go away.
But, friendships do pass. A friend can move away. Petty
arguments can ruin a friendship. And don't even get me started on what a
beautiful girl can do to a friendship.
Yesterday, I lost a good friend... perhaps in the most
unexpected and devastating way possible. She went to bed and didn't wake up.
Do you want to know what the hardest part was for me
personally? I found out via Twitter.
Kaylee was one of the greatest human beings that I have
ever known. She literally radiated joy, laughter, love, and genuine
hospitality. Her life was not an easy one, but she never let that be a reason
to be anything but happy. Her heart was not strong physically, but spiritually
her heart could have powered a nuclear reactor... and often she did power
inspiration and love in her friends. Kaylee had this extraordinary talent of
not being able to tell stories because she could not get past her own laughter.
Although Kaylee could not play sports, she did not let that stop her from being
a part of the team. I have never, EVER, seen anyone with a servant's heart as
genuine as Kaylee's. She was the BEST sports manager that any team could ever
ask for. She loved my good friend Derek with rock solid grace and care. She
loved everyone she had ever met, and we loved her back.
I am so happy that I knew Kaylee.
I am so sad that she is gone.
When someone who so genuinely good, as Kaylee was, dies; I
get a little confused. I mean, I know Kaylee is in heaven. So, I am happy. But,
she is also gone from this world. So, I am sad. And confused. And a little
frustrated. Why do things like this happen to good people? Why must the good
die young? Why is there nothing I can do about it? Or really nothing I can do
to help those who have been destroyed by this loss? How could God let this
happen?
But then... I remember Kaylee. And the only memories that come
are not just good, they are great. Every mental picture that I can possibly
recall of Kaylee is her either laughing or smiling. I remember all of the lives
that I watched her touch. And, what is even more amazing, I watch as all of her
friends support one another through this tragedy, as Kaylee herself would have
done. I think the most amazing part of death is the life that comes out of it.
Friendships have been rekindled, good memories have been reignited, and, though
there is a lot of pain, I can even see that joy has been sparked. It is amazing
to me that even from the grave, Kaylee is still heavily impacting my life and
the lives of my friends.
To those who are mourning Kaylee's death, I only say this.
Mourn with passion. It is not only okay to be sad; it is a sign of how much
Kaylee's love impacted the world. Cry for her because the world is a truly
darker place without her. But, in your mourning, remember her. For I promise
that if you truly remember who she was, the pain will subside, if only for a second,
and Kaylee's infectious joy will lift you up as it has always done in the past.