I'm sorry I don't have much for you today.
I found out this morning that a friend from college passed away on Sunday. She was 41. She lived a couple doors down from my roommate and I when we lived in Twin Towers at Marshall University.
The three of us, sometimes with her roommate, too, would run around and get into trouble. She was so sweet. I hadn't heard from her since college, but she often popped into my mind.
I had asked another mutual friend about her a few years ago and knew that she was living about 2 hours away, but still in WV. She had a husband, son and daughter.
She was teeny-tiny petite, but had a laugh that was as big as all outdoors. And, she said the funniest things all the time.
Some of the best memories I have of college include her.
Her parents still live in the same town she grew up and that is where I live now. There will be a celebration of her life at our parish church this evening. But, her memorial service and burial will be in the area where she has been living for many years.
At this point, they think she may have had a heart attack, but she's in autopsy. It might have been an aneurysm. Who knows? But 41? Really? And this is a sweet little gal who was physically fit...I guess we never know when it'll be our time.
Even though I hadn't been in touch with her for years, she frequently popped into my head - remembering some crazy thing we had done together or just hanging out in the dorms.
I've been reeling since I heard the news. Sorry this entry isn't funny or interesting, but it's what's on my mind and probably what will be on my mind all day.