In middle school, I had two best friends. They were wildly different and they were great.

In August, the one best friend passed away from complications with heart surgery. That same week, my other best friend found out she had a very intense and very rare form of breast cancer.

I haven’t seen the one that’s still around in probably 20 years but thanks to social media, we’ve kept in touch. Today she told me she was coming to town and wanted to know if I would see her this weekend.

YES. All the way yes. I don’t think I’m ready to write about my biggest regret in life but it involves missing an opportunity to see someone and I will actively fight to not allow that to happen again. Know better. Do better.




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