My friend died.
Suddenly and even more sudden to me since I didn't know she'd gotten sick.
Man, this was one of the really good ones. I can't believe the world doesn't have them anymore.
I'm realizing by the outpouring on her Facebook page how she was one of those friends that you feel like you have a special relationship with but it turns out they made all of their relationships special.
This was one of the first friendships I made in Washington and in a lot of ways she was what helped me through those early days. We worked together and bonded over lunchtime hummus and a big lab move.
She helped me buy the last beater car I've owned. She was the one who encouraged me to try pho instead of bun at Vietnamese restaurants- and changed my impression of that dark murky broth forever. She ate the radicchio out of all of my salad mixes. She fielded my IM's at work when I was bored or hungry.
She showed me Seattle proper. She was a native and mostly loved this place. We clubbed on capital hill. Ate food on the Ave. We had a standing date to do a stairs workout in capital hill then Pho and a movie. She made me watch scary foreign films. She let me tag along to different interesting things her more artsy friends were doing. We went to step aerobics.
This was the first friendship where we both talked about relationships and how much we wanted one and how for our self-conscious selves it was a true struggle.
We went on vacation together to Maui and she tolerated my white knuckles while we attempted to drive up volcanoes and approximately 1/10th of the road to Hana. The only girlfriend's type trip I've ever done. We took surf lessons and attempted to beach in rainy Maui weather.
I watched (and I hope supported) as she found her passion, went to school for it and moved to Denver to make a life.
We texted, IM'd and Facebook messaged.
She met both of my babies and ate dinner at both of our homes.
I had 100% taken for granted that we'd wind up in the same city. Her family and heart were here.
I'm going to miss her so much.
She was a great example of how even though you're shy you have to push out of your comfort zone to make a difference in things you care about.
I'm not ready not to have this person in my life anymore. I'm heartsick about the things they never got to do. I'm sad for the world not to have this goofy, passionate, generous, opinionated, fiercely loyal and exceedingly loving person here.
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