5 days ago My best friend died from depression I had known her all of high school. She was the most kindest, beautiful, encouraging and most inspirational friend I will ever have. The moment I found out she was gone I felt a hug around me but no one was home just me. 3 days later I went on the most longest journey alone in my life to go to my best friends funeral that was 2 hours long I had and it was cold outside, cloudy dark and grey. my hands were cramping but then out of the blue I felt warmth throughout my body for the rest of the way even when I arrived at the church to see my best friend in her casket then it was gone. When the ceremony began stories were shared about her but none was more touching than my story. I started playing hockey long ago and my first year of high school I was so close to quitting and that was the day I met my best friend who inspired me and told me never to give up on my dreams because I had to power to make them come true. The one thought in my mind when I came to her funeral was she had to be to be thanked for what she had done for me throughout high school and the following 1 and a half year. My way of thanking her but I truly know there is never anyway that I could fully but if not for her I would never be going to Minnesota to chase my dreams of college hockey and NHL. The moment I went up to place my jersey over her peaceful body I was shaking so much but then it stopped and the warmth came back feeling I was being held by her just like it was for real and I recognized her hug but no one was their but her family and friends til her sister came to help my finish placing my old high school hockey jersey over her like a blanket. When it was finally over when everyone left the church, I was alone and the last to see her in her casket before the reverend came in to close it.
I told her thank you for her kindness throughout the years where I heard a voice that said " John I maybe an angel and my mortal body in my casket but I haven't left you, I won't leave you til you join me here in heaven". I felt that touch again as if it was her hug as I continued to feel it all the way to her grave where we all said our final goodbyes. I walked to my car and sat inside then I heard the voice again " John there is no need to say goodbye I am here with you together we shall be til the end" I felt a warmth on my right hand but cold on the other, I asked "savannah is that you?" as I began to cry the voice replied "yes its me, do not cry because I am still here by your side and Jesus commanded me to stay by your side til it is your time and you have much to live for with great rewards ahead". There I knew It was my best friend who never left me as she always promised. I now realize the day I met her she was meant to be my guardian and as I write this I feel her standing beside me with a smile on her face even though I am in tears. She will never leave me
Thank you Jesus for blessing me with my best friend to be my guardian angel I cannot wait to finally join you all when it is my time
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