Last night, I found out that an old friend of mine had passed away. I met her when I lived in Calgary in the early 1990's, during a period of my life where I did a lot of stupid-early-20's stuff. My friend was the type of person who called me out on bad decisions, supported me in the good ones and stood by me no matter what. She was no bullshit, feisty, loyal and tough-loving. I learned a lot from her...
Over the past 15 years or so, we sort of lost touch. I cannot remember
how we started communicating again but I am so happy that we did. She
was a big part of my life at one time and I was glad to reconnect.
She knew that she was dying but didn't let it on. After the new year, I
found out from a good friend of hers that she had terminal cancer and
wasn't expected to have much time left. I will always appreciate finding
this out because I was able to talk to her on the phone and to write
her a letter to tell her how much she meant to me, how much I loved her.
It was so important to be able to do this while she was still living
and not on a memorial page.
Lesson learned: Life is short.... make the most of it while you can.
Au revoir, my friend. I know that you will continue to kick ass.... xox