Gone, Gone, Gone

I suppose this is a natural reaction to news like this. One of my close friends passed away earlier this week by her own hand and I recently found out a few hours ago. I’m sad knowing that she did it. I don’t really understand why. This woman has been there for me. She was just 57 years old.

When I moved to DC, she was there for me. She made sure to have dinner with me once a week. She was like a mother to me. She made DC home for me. I just wish I could have done the same. The last time I saw her, it was this past summer in July. We spent hours with each other. Trying to make up for lost time. She always showed me kindness. And, that gives me a lot of inspiration. She was always there for me when I needed her. That is something that I will cherish. The lessons that she indirectly taught me will remain with me. I hope where ever you are, you’re in a better place. You’ve made a part of my life better and I thank you for that. I’ll see you on the other side and I’ll always love you.