If we were having coffee, I would not be my usual upbeat self. I’m in a sad and pensive mood. Early yesterday evening, I learned of the death of a friend. Her name was Sallie. We went to high school together and while I don’t remember her very well from high school (she was a year ahead of me), I got to be her friend over the past few years, through the Facebook group for graduated from my high school. We shared a background, a school, teachers, and friends. We had a few meals together on my way through her northern California town during my trips back and forth from Oregon. And, just last month, she asked me for a ride to our high school reunion so I stopped by and picked her up and we shared the 2 1/2 hour drive. We talked. We laughed. We vented. It was so much fun. Sallie was just getting back on her feet after being homeless for a year. She had found a home. She was feeling great. She had big plans for the future. We talked of her coming to visit me. We chatted on Facebook over the past month. Then just a couple of days ago, she had a massive heart attack and now she’s gone.
If we were having coffee, I would talk about how this serves as a reminder that we just don’t know what is in store for us. We shouldn’t refrain from telling people we love them. We shouldn’t put things off. We should appreciate one another. We should grab every moment and make it count. We should. We might even do it for a few days then we’ll forget again. Don’t forget. Keep it fresh in your mind. Live every moment. Laugh often. Love much.
If we were having coffee, I think I might just be cutting it short today. Perhaps I’ll come back on Sunday with a proper coffee share but I think that’s all I’ve got for now.