A friend from high school died recently. She was 30 weeks pregnant, developed pre eclampsia, had a seizure, an emergency c-section and never woke up. She had a blood clot in her brain stem and the doctors told her family she had a one percent chance of survival. She died after two weeks of being in a coma, she never woke up to see her baby girl and she also left behind a husband and four year old son. I was just in shock.
I went back and fourth while deciding if I wanted to attend the wake or not. We were really good friends at one point and time but we were not close anymore. In the end I decided to go, I hugged her mom and told her how sorry I was, talked with a couple people I knew and then said my goodbyes to Kari. I left in tears, I really did not think it would affect me the way it did but seeing her like that was just the breaking point for me. She did not even look like herself, I am trying to push it out of my mind now and remember her the way she was when we were friends.
It was kind of an eye opener for me. She is barely a year older then me, we knew each other growing up and now she is gone. She never will get the chance to see her children grow, she will never have another anniversary with her husband, she won’t get to tell the people she loves how much they mean to her and she will never get the chance to grow old. At twenty six years old she had barely started living and now she is gone.
The whole thing just makes me want to make sure that everyone I love knows just how much I love them. I want to spend more time with my family and friends and spend extra time lavishing love onto my children and husband. I know I need to cherish every moment and enjoy my life. No ones really knows how much time they will have and I plan on making the most of it.