Alix's Funeral

Today was a hard day. Not the worst day, but I did go to a funeral a few hours ago. The funeral was for a girl I knew named Alix Reese. She was one of the kindest people I have ever had the gift of interacting with. We weren't close friends, but I would consider her a friend, or a closer acquaintance. I first met her in 2004 or early 2005, she was a friend of my friends. I remember seeing her and thinking she was incredibly beautiful, and me, being stupid, assumed she was probably mean or stuck up. But within the first few minutes I interacted with her, I was dazzled. She was SO FUCKING COOL. She was into the same things as I was. She wasn't just some hipster.. (I hung out with a lot of scene kids and hipsters in my early to mid twenties, so it wouldn't have surprised me.) she was into Sci-Fi and D&D and comics and nerd crap just like me! She was incredibly sweet in our limited interaction. I forgot about her because I became a hermit and I never saw her. She probably didn't even remember meeting me.

Flash forward to 2010. I got a recommended link on Facebook from a few of my closer friends (when I used to use FB) It was called Prayers for Alix Reese. What happened was she was driving on the evening of May 27th 2010; taking friend to the friends house, or.. the friends boyfriends house maybe? Basically a gang shootout broke out and she got caught in the crossfire. She was in very bad shape, everyone was worried she would die. But she did not die. She was paralyzed, and had some other complications. She had to live in an assisted care center. I added her as a friend on Facebook and sent her a few messages even though I didn't really know her. We later followed each other on Instagram. I got to know her better after this.