Life is so short. One day we are young and determined to change the world. The next we are struggling to find ourselves and become the person we want to be.

In the midst of this cycle of life we find others that share our same dreams, goals, and visions. We become friends and family. We share the fond memories and unbelievable times together.

Then somehow we get off track, we don’t call or see each other as much. We promise we will keep in touch more, yet we get caught in the whirlwind of life.

Then we recieve a call..to say our last goodbyes. Yet we haven’t had enough time. There’s never enough time.

So you sit bedside thinking about all the memories and missed opportunities. Trying not to focus on the fact that the person you are talking to, touching, holding, and praying for cannot answer you back. The fear of the last memory being of a lifeless face scares you…so you concentrate on the beautiful colorful bonnet…and say your last goodbyes.

I’m losing my childhood best friend and I didn’t have enough time to tell her how much I loved her😭💜