So, one week ago today.. approximately to the hour… I got online to start writing a blog about the infamous TX-OU weekend 2009, a HUGE deal at Texas. If you’re any kind of cool at all, you go. A frat guy will ask you to go with him, you gather snacks, clothing, and paint a cooler for him, and get on a bus with the rest of his frat to go to Dallas. Once in Dallas, you go out to a bar or to dinner and then sleep in a hotel room. The next morning you get up, tailgate, go to the game or watch it somewhere, go to the fair, powernap and go out downtown again. Sleep. Wake up. Get on bus to drive home. It’s fantastic fun, exhausting, and an experience unrelatable to any other school’s anything… another reason TEXAS IS AWESOME 
Unfortunately.. in what is most certainly considered an “Unexpected Twist” in my story and what can only be described as absurdist.. meaning it was not only surreal and completely incomprehensible and just no way it could be true, only it is…. a dear friend of mine passed away. It was sudden, she wasn’t in pain–which i suppose is a blessing but still not fair– and she just, well, just died. 
Tracy Fisher was an amazing person. I loved her an indescribable amount. She was a joy to be around no matter your original mood. We’d gone on trips together, been in musicals together, had sleepovers on that long ass couch that should probably only fit 3 people to sleep only but we always squeezed all of us Bojangles on there. We were planning a reunion for Thanksgiving and a road trip for Winter Break. Things weren’t supposed to be this way. This doesn’t make sense. This is absurd.
But it is this way, and despite how much crying I do or wishing or praying or talking about it… she’s still at that cemetery buried in the Temple Shalom section and her spirit is upstairs living with the Big Man now. And so begins the learning to live with it. Learning to live without her. I’ve talked more to my family and friends this past week than I had for most of college. It took Tracy to do that. As sad as that is, it reminded me that I have these amazing people who I care about and who care about me to look out for me and that I should never take advantage of them or take them for granted. They helped me get through the week when I wasn’t sleeping or eating or able to go more than an hour without bawling. I love them all and I know that there’s no way I can get through this life without them.
Tracy, I miss you and I love you an incomprehensible amount. And now… as her brother instructed us.. it’s time to live. Because we are alive. Because even “death cannot stop true love.”
Because Tracy once told me “Together forever, never apart, maybe in distance, but never at heart” Bojangles always <3
We do love those Bojangles girls. <3