March 2015, I met my bestfriend who I thought I would grow old with at least that's what I thought. Jordan Johnson was the definition of a real friend. She was loyal,honest and when she would walk into a room boyy did she know how to lighten a room, with her sunshine of a smile and bright personality. Behind that smile Jordan hide pain, hurt and guilt. My bestfriend confided in me on January 2016, New Years Day!

Jordan called me and asked what I was doing that day, of course like any normal day. "NOTHING". Well after a brief conversation, we hung up and continued on with my day. Thirty minutes later a knock at my door, it was my Jojo (Jordan). It was never unusual for her to just pop up at the house or anybody's house for that matter. It just wouldn't be right. So after opening the door, Jojo asked if we could have a serious heart to heart conversation. As were sitting down in the living room, she takes a deep breathe and begins to tell me she has an addiction. I could see my facial expression through her and she knew I wouldn't understand. My friend had been suffering through this horrible addiction, a disease, hiding it from her family and friends. Thinking they would turn their back on her, degrade her, and eventually disown her. She continue to tell me that she wanted to quit, get her life together, and her daughter didn't deserve to have a mother who was doing such thing. Being the supportive bestfriend I am I didn't judge her, disown nor turn my back. We began to look for places she could go to to get help, rehab centers that wouldn't be too costly. Finally found one that fit her financial situation, called them up and took it from there. As time went on Jordan began to procrastinate and prolong her time in going in. Everyday i would ask her is she finally going admit herself into a local rehab or hospital. Everytime the subject came up, she would beat around the bush or change the subject.

August 26,2017 I did my normal; called Jordan. I didn't get an answer. I began to wonder where and why she wasn't answering my phone calls. I'd text no answer. So me knowing my bestfriend. I left her alone, thinking she had done gotten into a mood where she wasn't in a mood to talk to nobody. See Jojo would get into these little moods where she would shut her phone off and go somewhere where she was alone and nobody to bother her. I started to worry as weeks went by and i didn't hear from her. It was not normal for her to go weeks without talking to me or at least a text. I began to call family, her mother first, if anybody has heard from Jordan it would be her mommy. She answered the phone and just by the sound of her voice i knew something was wrong. Before i could even ask, she said, "Christina I'm guessing your calling about Jordan" and me responding back, yes mommy! Where is Jordan? She began to explain that she had to do it, it was for the best. Uncontrollably, i begun to think the worst. "What is going on". Christina I admitted Jordan into a hospital, so she can get help. Her addiction is getting worse and I had to take action. As she was talking I was happy, I was glad that she was finally getting the help she needed. For the last few weeks she had been in rehab getting help. "Christina, I talk to her everyday and she seems so happy and feels so much better, if she continues to attend the classes they have set up for her she will be released October 5th, 2017. She's been asking about you and wants to talk to you". Immediately i answered, yes yes i would love to hear from her. Not even thirty minutes later I received a phone call from my bestfriend. The sound of her voice she sounded so pleasant, graceful, peaceful. I can tell she was in a better place, mentally. For 4 weeks, everyday, I talk to Jordan, up until it waa time for my bestfriend to come home. During that time she was at the hospital we had talked about the things we were wanting to do, goals, ambition, and dreams we wanted to do together.

October 6th 2017 my bestfriend was discharge. She was coming home. As selfish as it may sound I wanted to spend the whole day with her. I had missed her so much that i wanted her all to myself, but i knew her family especially her daughter would want to spend time with Jordan.

I can remember this day like it was yesterday; October 6 2017 at 12 Noon, I was at work, Jordan texted me and said she was coming by to see me when I got off of work. Without hesitation I agreed. At 6 o'clock Jordan began to call my phone numerous times, but of course i couldn't answer. Due to her calling i felt something wrong so i snuck to the bathroom and answered. The sound in her voice she was slurring, I knew she was drunk. I told her I get off work in an hour and to be at my house 7:10pm on dot. When my husband picked up from work that night he had planned on going to the grocery store. I called Jordan and told her I wouldn't be at the house the time i told her because of our change in plans. We went on with our family plans and as were coming back home ambulances and police were coming out of nowhere. My husband and I started to take all the groceries in the house. As were finishing up taking the stuff in the house, my husband says " lets go be nosey". As were walking to the other side of our apartment complex we see another couple standing near the scene. I said to my husband, Bobby, "I don't know whose hurt but i hope their okay, and proceeded to walk back to the house. I started to call and text Jordan but didn't receive an answer. Late night/Early morning I get a phone call from a mutual friend of Jordan and I, who told me that Jordan had passed away. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. All I knew is that I just talk to her earlier that day so there was no possible way she waa gone. After that one phone call more people started to call and ask if she was with me because she was found in my apartment complex. My bestfriend had relapsed, she had completely overdose. She had only been home for a day and already she was gone. Tears began to run down my face. We had so many plans together, my birthday was coming up and me and her was going to take momcation together. Now I'll never get the chance to do those things. A piece of my heart was gone. Jordan was the bestest friend I've ever had and now she was gone.

Until this day, I think of the things we would be doing. Ever year on her death date family and friends get together and we release balloons to her. We know she watches over us, she's our guardian angel. #MyForeverBestFriend