The phone call came this afternoon as I sat at my desk trying to figure out groups for Friday's field trip. It was a call I knew would be coming sometime soon, I just didn't realize how soon. My good friend was gone. She died early this morning with her husband by her side. Debbie had given cancer a damn good fight, but in the end the cancer got the best of her.
Certainly it's easier to hear about a death that is expected than one that comes out of nowhere, but loss is still loss. I finished up a few things and walked out the door with my head hung low and my heart full of sadness.
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