Allison

So Tuesday afternoon came with bad news. My childhood friend Allison Davis had died in a car accident on Monday night while she was driving home from feeding her horses. She was only 22. It's just so crazy to think about. We hung out a lot in high school and then almost every break during college. She was one of those friends that it could be months inbetween when we talked but it was like we didn't even miss a day. The last time we hung out was when I was in College Station for seminar class.

We went to her viewing in College Station (she was the assistant choir director at A&M Consolidated HS). It was obvious that she was loved. A lot of her students were there, fellow teachers, and friends from Huntsville. Her mom was handeling it really well, or so it looked. She was very calm; however, when Ashley, Russell, and I showed up, she started to cry. I think it was because we were some students or friends, but we had been around while, and truely loved her daughter. Tristan, her long time boyfriend, and soon to be fiance, was taking it very hard. It made me cry just looking at him. He loved her so much. Unfortunately we will never know why God decided to take her like He did, but until then she will be greatly missed.