For my dearest friend, Nicole ReynoldsI posted this on Facebook the other day, and tagged everyone who knew her and whoever was impacted by her death. I didn't know what to say, and I feel that this is so crappy compared to what I'm feeling, to what I'm thinking. I love her like a sister, as I always will, and now she's my guardian angel.
-Nikki, it's so hard to believe you're gone. Like, actually gone. Just two days ago, you were busy liking ALL my photos and commenting on them, and today....it's quiet. As it will be from now on. But never will I forget the times we've spent together, the memories we made, how stupid we always were.
We met when you were over at your grandparent's house and I happened to be outside. You came outside with Jessica tagging along and asked if you guys could play. Of course you guys could, I didn't mind. So there we were, sun setting and all, laughing and having a good time. We all became good friends, and ended up taking down the home phone numbers (since cell phones were nonexistent). Little girls, playing every summer, spring break, and winter break. Celebrated birthdays and Christmases, Valentine's day and all. You and Jessica and Tommy grew on me and we were extremely tight. Your grandparents are now my Mawmaw and Pawpaw and your family is a part of mine. Late nights out on the trampoline in my backyard, watching television in Mawmaw's basement, and don't forget the classical "Hit me baby one more time" move we made up. We had serious talks, we had comical talks. You and Jessica fought like none other but it was amusing either way. Sometimes you annoyed me and I annoyed you, but never made it heard. We had always planned to grow up together, which we almost had.
8 years later, here I am, ready to bury one of my truly best friends. Nicole Marie Reynolds, you were CRAZY. You were obnoxiously loud, sometimes frusturating, and extremely hilarious. You taught me not to take life seriously, to spend all the money you can, but most importantly live for God. We had our inside jokes that nobody could understand. We were shopping buddies at Gordman's and Plato's closet. Sangamon County run in buddies, butt bomber's on the trampoline, best friends. To think you're gone...it's not possible to imagine. You were so full of life, so bubbly. You always made my night by texting 'whatcha doin' at 1 am. Of course I'd be sleeping, silly. I regret the times I never came to visit, the times we got mad at each other, whatever time we didn't spend together. But I will never forget all the times we had together. I love you so much Nikki and I wish God didn't take you so early. But you fulfilled a deed of His so He took you. You're in a better place, you won't have any more pain to deal with, and I hope you see me smiling through these tears. I love you Nikki, we will NEVER forget you. Keep watching over us.