Last week has been a really hard one for me. I found out two of my high school friends passed away, and although we weren’t very close over the years since high school, one in particular I have gotten re-acquainted with. From what I was told she was sick for a long time, but all the same it was very unexpected. She was beautiful soul, so young and full of life. She had two wonderful children who are greatly loved and they will be cared for by an even bigger family now because of who she was in life. The other friend was someone who used to hang out with my older cousin when I was younger. This beautiful soul was someone who was like family. It’s sad to know that in this case, we’ll never know the truth behind what happened to her. I only wish that in all of the Facebook reunions, that I would have been able to see her again. Both of these women were mothers and now have gone on, but their spirits will live on in their children and families forever.
These two tragedies has made me think long and hard about my high school friends and how we have grown apart over the years. Few of us have gone on, the others have moved throughout the country, due to college, jobs, and other life events. The ones that stayed behind, have grown up and have gotten involved with families of their own. In all of this sadness I have seen a beacon of light in the memorials we friends of the recently departed have set up. In this past week I have gotten in touch with so many of the friends I have only contacted through the social websites, and we have vowed to stay in touch with one another. Though it was good getting re-aquainted with my schoolmates, I never want to get together under those tragic circumstances again.