It has been two weeks since I FINALLY bit the bullet and upgraded to a smart phone and I am still trying to figure out how to use it. Seconds before a friend and kids arrived this morning to go walking I got a FaceBook notification. It took several slides of my finger to open the damn thing up only to discover it was a post to a friends wall by someone I did not even know. It had a strange quality about it...'I'll miss you and I'll miss your daily updates about your girls, your family and your life."
I felt the gaping hole of unknown tragedy.
"Did something happen to Lisa?" I frantically texted my sister 1254 miles away.
I had known her twenty years and in a six degrees of separation scenario my sister started working with Lisa barely a year ago.
I know something is horribly wrong I tell my friend as we start walking in my new neighborhood trying to keep up with our bicycle riding kids.
My phone rings and I know without looking that it's my sister. She is at Urgent Care with her son.
"I just found out" she says.
"Our boss tried to call me earlier. We know she died. We know she had a heart attack. That's all we know."
Her birthday was sixteen days after mine. Lisa was 43. Her baby is suppose to start kindergarten this week. Instead she will be going to her mother's funeral.
I felt the gaping hole of unknown tragedy.
"Did something happen to Lisa?" I frantically texted my sister 1254 miles away.
I had known her twenty years and in a six degrees of separation scenario my sister started working with Lisa barely a year ago.
I know something is horribly wrong I tell my friend as we start walking in my new neighborhood trying to keep up with our bicycle riding kids.
My phone rings and I know without looking that it's my sister. She is at Urgent Care with her son.
"I just found out" she says.
"Our boss tried to call me earlier. We know she died. We know she had a heart attack. That's all we know."
Her birthday was sixteen days after mine. Lisa was 43. Her baby is suppose to start kindergarten this week. Instead she will be going to her mother's funeral.
3 comments:
Oh, horrible! I'm so sorry. So young for a heart attack. So sorry for her family and friends.
Oh my god, I am so sorry, Robbie.
I can only begin to imagine the devastation and loss her family and close friends are feeling. I had not seen her in 15 years but she had a profound influence on me. Thank you for your kind words.
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