Autumn Means Change
It was April 13, 2013, when my best friend's mom called me and said," Come to the hospital, Autumn was in a four wheeler accident. Hurry, babe, I love you."
She was gone before she got to the hospital. She was 14. I was 13.
We did everything together, and I was so lost without her. If people were rain I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.
You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this life, but you do get a say in who hurts you. It was a privilege to get my heartbroken by Autumn.
She gave me a forever within the numbered days we shared, and I am grateful.