Forty years ago I was in the sixth grade when my parents bought a home in the town I still reside in. We enrolled in school and I made a new friend who lived just a few miles down the road in another small community. I spent as much time at her home as I did at my own, especially on the weekends.
Cathy and I lost contact as so many do once grown. She married, had children and eventually moved away to the lure of better jobs and bigger money in a large city. I married and stayed put, but once the bond had broken, we never worked on getting it back until the summer of 2006. Danny, a school mate of ours decided to organize a school reunion and enlisted mine and Cathy’s help in contacting our class. She and I were once again fast friends and had many years of catching up to do.
Unfortunately, I lost my friend today. She was diagnosed yesterday with double pneumonia and talked her doctor into allowing her to go home. She passed away in her sleep and I am so sad. I intend to email Danny and thank him from the bottom of my heart for organizing that reunion. Had he not, Cathy and I might never have reunited and spent the last three years reminiscing and making plans for lunch dates not only with each other, but including more members of our class.
She had a huge heart, was never judgmental and had a loving spirit that I will miss til the day that I die. Rest in peace, Cathy, you deserve that and more.