It's been five years since Jamie's passing and now you ask
of my story after the tragic incident. I'm now twenty-five years old and
have finally completed my four years of college at UNC. It was a very hard four years for me, but my mom is still very proud of me and somewhere in my heart I know Jamie is proud of me too. Her love for me and my love for Jamie hasn't died, I doubt it ever will. The love we had for each other was unlike any other, it was more that just love. I close my eyes sometimes and I can still see her and hear her beautiful voice saying "you're my angel." That very moment proved to me that I indeed had a purpose on earth and that was Jamie. It's funny how one day you despise someone and within just one school play, you fall in love with that very person.
I can still hear her beautiful singing that night and her angelic expression. I saw the real Jamie that night. A Jamie that no one else had seen. She was alot more than Jamie Sullivan, the girl I went to the same school as and had the same classes with since kindergarten. She was more than a girl who sat at table seven during lunch, more than a girl who enjoyed tutoring on the weekends and more than a girl who hung out with the cool kids from the Stars and Planets, she was an angel to me and still is. She'll always be an angel. Not a day has gone by where she has left my thoughts. There's never going to be a day where she will leave my thoughts. Ever since she's been gone, everyone and everything has changed. I've been told countless times that it's time for me move on. No one seems to understand though. I nod and then walk away.
Eric and I don't talk anymore. About three years ago we had a fight and I blew him off. We never made up, and I do regret it, but maybe that's just a part of the Lord's plan. After I went off to college, Belinda called me and told me she loved me. I didn't believe her because I love Jamie, not anyone else.
Every now and then I have a reoccuring dream of Jamie and I wake in a cold sweat and tears because I wish she were still here. The only place I have her in is my heart and my head. She'll never leave those places. She's like the wind. Like she said once, "I can't see the wind, but I can feel it." I can't see her, but I can feel her and I miss her. Here's my story of what happened after we got married. I'm warning you again, you'll laugh and then you'll cry.