To one of the best ANGEL

Dear God, why did it have to be her? Why ? We are not supposed to question.. But I am.. Death just knocks on our door whether we are ready or not. It has a way of snatching the people we love without warning.

Monday morning I woke up to a text asking me to confirm the passing of a friend. I was like what do you mean. I texted a few people asking them if they have heard from her. Everyone’s answer was like no it has been awhile. Next thing I saw was everyone posting her.

I was like there’s no way on earth she passed away. I texted her: “ Namara ca va ?” it was just pure silence. I just was extremely numb. I didn’t want to post her because I knew the moment I did it. People would be texting me and asking me about her. I would have to tell them the truth . I felt devastated, hurt, angry. Angry because I should have kept in touch throughout the years. I was angry because she was only 27 years old. I was angry because the last time I saw her was at a club all we did was hug and laugh. Namara was such a beautiful person inside and out. She treated everyone with love and kindness. She was SO mischievous, always ready for a good ole prank, but she has never been mad with anyone. I can remember her being annoyed but never angry. Always down for a good laugh.

Starting in a new school is always hard, it’s a new environment but she made me feel like I belong there. She welcomed me with an open arm. Always so kind, making fun of me. I have a vision of us sitting by each other in class,just laughing about something “ stupid ”, because we would. She has this look on her face when she’s about to strike, you can already tell she is up to something. One class I loved when we had it was : “Litterature Francaise.”

Our math teacher was my tutor in 10th grade. She would tell me to ask him what’s going to be on the test. Whatever you do, figure it out for our test tomorrow. My other favorite memory was when we would have lab , lol I am pretty sure this lady (Madame Missi) hated our class in 10th grade.

We spend 5 days a week at school and 40 hours or more with each other. We all ended up developing a great relationship. When you go to school in Haiti, you pretty much run into the same circle whether you are close or not.

11th grade .

Namara, I am sorry that your life on earth was cut short. I hope you know how much we all love you. We all have some of the greatest memories with you. You were an angel on earth who has accomplished her mission. God needed you  more than we do. Your light will never stop shining in our hearts, thank you for being YOU, funny, loving, smart, caring. 

The fact that I am writing this blog post today really broke me, I am sending healing vibes to all of your loved ones, family and friends. To Namara parents you have raised such a beautiful soul, she was a light to everyone. This girl has touched our lives in ways that we WILL never be able to explain.

My love, je t’aime, un jour je raconterai à mes enfants nos histoires. Merci d’avoir été gentille avec moi , merci de m’avoir accueillie à bras ouvert. Pars en paix, fly high go be with your mom. God has gained his new angel that he landed us.

To La promotion Zahir, who had been together for years, I am sorry for your loss. I know some of you have been with Namoumou longer than, I can slightly imagine your pain.l pray that you all will remember her as this beautiful , kind hearted angel.

2009 school pic ( NAMARA on my left)

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