Nine years ago, the Every 15 Minutes program came to Burley High School. Their message was “every fifteen minutes someone in the United States dies from an alcohol related traffic collision”. I was 17 at the time. Every fifteen minutes, a student was pulled out of class to represent this statistic, and from that point forward they didn’t communicate with anyone for the rest of the week. Krista was 15, and she was pulled from class. I remember that week passing slowly and silently, I remember holding her hand at lunch because she wasn’t supposed to talk to me, and I remember both of us sobbing as I read her my letter about how much I loved our friendship and how I couldn’t imagine my life without her.
On May 4, 2019 my little sister and our friend, Britni, were hit by a drunk driver while crossing the street. Krista was thrown over 50 feet landing on her head. Britni was carried on the hood of the car for almost two blocks. I can barely think when I picture these two people I love, lying in the road. When I heard that two strangers had taken action to block the road to protect Krista and Britni, I cried.
Information came in spurts: compound fractures in Krista’s leg, broken wrist, skull fracture, fractures in her cheek and eye socket, broken nose, bruised lung, road rash, severe brain trauma. Severe brain trauma. We still don’t know what that may mean. We don’t know when she will wake up.
Sometimes I forget for a few minutes. I get wrapped up in what I’m doing and then I pause, and it hits me again, this endless devastation. Krista has had her hands on every part of my life. She is loyal. She is happy and fun to be with. She’s a friend to everyone, even people who she knows won’t return the favor. She is brave and will do what is right even if it’s not easy. She has stood by me when I felt like I couldn’t stand on my own. Now I have to stand without her. She can’t do it for herself, so I will. I will advocate for my little sister and best friend, the person I know best in the world. She has made everything in my life better for being a part of it. I need my little sister and I can't imagine my life without her.
My parents drive over two and a half hours each day to be with her. The more we learn about what must be done, the more I understand the enormity of my family’s need. Our family is overwhelmed with gratitude for the outpouring of kindness and well wishes from family, friends, church, community, and strangers alike. I created a GoFundMe “Krista Recovery- Victim of Uninsured Drunk Driver” to help with some of the expenses required for her care and family support to be with Krista every day. We have also set up an account with DL Evans Bank. Contributions toward Krista’s care can be sent to DL Evans Bank, 397 N. Overland Ave., Burley, ID 83318, with a note stating “Krista McMurray - Benefit Account”. If you are interested in updates on Krista, join her Face Book Group, “Krista McMurray’s Path to Recovery”.