Today should be the birthday of one of my best friends. Sadly
she passed away in August. Her passing has weighed heavily on me all these
months. Yes, I knew she was suffering from liver disease and toward the end she
had pneumonia. I’m not sure what claimed her life and I’ll never know.
What saddens me the most is she called me the Friday before
she died. I was on a conference call and couldn’t answer the phone. Because my
husband and I were leaving the following Tuesday I figured I’d call Sharon back
on Monday when things settled down.
I didn’t have until Monday. Sharon died on Sunday. Her niece
called me on Monday morning with the news. I’ve regretted not calling her back
on Friday since. I also heard from a few other friends she’d called them on Friday
and Saturday, almost as if she knew her time was near.
Sharon was always my biggest cheerleader. She constantly
told me how much she idolized me for being such a strong woman. Sharon was
strong in her own right. She had a lot of family issues, not marriage, more her
brother’s and sister’s. She battled them and held strong to her beliefs.
A week ago I had a dream. In the dream was a slip of paper
with Sharon’s full name on it, next to it are words that haunt me – Not My
Time.
Today I want to wish friend a Happy Birthday. I love and
miss you every day.
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