About a decade ago, a dear friend called me, leaving a message for me to call her back. She left some humorous remarks on my voicemail that had me laughing out loud as I listened, afterward telling myself that I would get back to her next week. My friend (I will call her BK) wasn’t doing very well, and I hadn’t seen her since I visited her in the hospital about a couple of weeks before her call. I knew our time on the phone would require me to set aside some quality hours to really catch up.
I really enjoyed her company. We met back in business school in the late 70’s. She was so likable, fun, and very easy to get along with back then, and she never changed. We met up again about a few years later, and she became one of my closest confidants. She was so nice, so real, and genuinely authentic.
About a day before I was to call her back, I had a message left on my voicemail from her sister. “Why is she calling me?” was my first response. When I called back, she shared with me that BK had passed away
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A Gathering of Friends: Have You Hugged Your Friends Lately?
