I found out this morning that a very close childhood friend died last night.
I lost touch with her years ago. I last saw her just after high school graduation. I’d been meaning to find her. It was something I was going to get around to. Her name would come to me when something would remind me of her. Oh, I’d think, I should really see if I can find an email address for her. I wonder what she’s up to, how she’s doing. And then I’d go back to my life and promptly forget. It was so easy to procrastinate, so easy to say I’d get to it later. I always thought there would be time.
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