I haven't seen this girl in years. We were never really friends, just friendly to each other because we went to the same school, were members of the same church and we were generally nice people. I think the last time I saw her we both showed up at the Spanish language placement test at BYU. I was a sophomore among all the freshman deciding what level of Spanish our high school classes put us at, she was a junior a bit behind like me. She was always the cutest, nicest, friendliest person.
I guess this just struck me as a reminder that no one is immortal. At some point we'll die and while I hope we all live to be 95 or 100, it