A few weeks ago I lost a dear friend.
Jasmine was a beautiful 23 year old, she always had a smile on her face and no one ever heard her complain about her illness.
Lupus took away so much from Jasmine, and it finally took her from all of us who love her.

Jasmine has a little daughter who is my grandson’s age, she was her mother’s best friend and I can’t begin to measure the pain they are experiencing.
At the office we call her “Jazzy”...she volunteered here for over a year, unless she was in the hospital she would be here every week. 
Every once in a while she would get quiet and go sit somewhere by herself, I’d ask her “You’re hurting Jazzy?” and she’d say “Yes, today’s not a good day”...unless we asked her we had no idea she was in pain.
She was my buddy.

Her mom called the office and told us Jasmine was in the hospital and it didn’t look good for her, I refused to believe that, she always came out of it, she always got better.
I wasn’t able to go to the hospital that night, but I wrote her a little note and sent it with my co-worker.
When she got to the hospital she was not able to see her, and 10 minutes later she was gone.
I got the phone call and my heart broke, I could not catch my breath and JR held me tight as I sobbed...23 years old, my friend, our beautiful little Jazzy.

I cried until I finally fell asleep, and kept waking up all night and as soon as I did, I would think about her and realize she was gone.
The next morning as I got ready for work I was hoping it was a mistake, and we’d get a phone call or something saying she was O.K.

As I drove to work I prayed for strength and comfort for her family, especially her mother. I prayed for strength for all of us at work, how would we get through the day? I kept hearing her voice and her laughter in my head and I prayed that I would never forget that, that I’d be able to remember it anytime I thought of her.
I wiped my eyes and was able to see the road more clearly, as I did that I saw the sky and it brought a smile to my face...I took a picture with my phone and sent it to my co-worker as “Jazzy’s sky”.

I wish the picture was better, it doesn’t do justice to what I saw that morning, it reminded me that she was all well now, no more pain...after all those years suffering she is at peace.”