She went to sleep thinking of the multitude of
meetings and plans she had for the coming day and weeks to come never knowing
that she would never wake up to again.
I lost a friend this week. She and I would have turned
50 together next year in 2017. On September 3, 2016
she turned 49 and celebrated that night like she was 50. Next year the class of
1985 and those who were born in 1967 will cross the half a century mark alone
and without my friend.
There is sadness
that glows like a light as I stand and watch the daylight slip away as I park
my car for her wake. My friend was never sick and had no ailments that were known or unknown.
It was her time the coroner said. She died of natural
causes at 49 more than a month after her 49th birthday and more than
a year before her 50th birthday.
She was a wife, mother and an accomplished ambitious career woman who was pursuing her doctorate in Early Childhood Education.
She and I would have
turn 50 together next year, but
she died thinking of all the things she had to do the next day and in the
coming weeks.
Abby
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