You're not supposed to have to be greeted by your junior high school classmate, the one who works at your son's school, when you go to drop him off, and have her tell you that Sandra - little, sweet, generous, good-natured Sandra - died of a heart attack in her sleep yesterday.
You're not supposed to have to call your friends from high school, the ones you've known since you were five, or seven, or eleven, and say, Sandra, whose bat mitzvah's 20th anniversary is in a few weeks, died of a heart attack in her sleep yesterday.
You're not supposed to be relieved that you'd already cancelled plans to go to Disney for the weekend because you were simply tired of traveling, because it means you'll be here for the funeral of Sandra, who died of a heart attack in her sleep yesterday.
I'm very lucky - I got all the way through high school with nobody dying. Darren was in a coma for a bit after a bicycle accident, and Lori tore her knee apart when her mother had a heart attack while they were driving to North Carolina for Winter Break, but of and among my classmates, they were all at least alive when we graduated, and even through the college years.
But you're not supposed to end up at 33, coordinating who's going to watch the kids while you go to Sandra's funeral, because she died in her sleep, of a heart attack, in Boston, on the ides of January, 2004.
You're not supposed to have to call your friends from high school, the ones you've known since you were five, or seven, or eleven, and say, Sandra, whose bat mitzvah's 20th anniversary is in a few weeks, died of a heart attack in her sleep yesterday.
You're not supposed to be relieved that you'd already cancelled plans to go to Disney for the weekend because you were simply tired of traveling, because it means you'll be here for the funeral of Sandra, who died of a heart attack in her sleep yesterday.
I'm very lucky - I got all the way through high school with nobody dying. Darren was in a coma for a bit after a bicycle accident, and Lori tore her knee apart when her mother had a heart attack while they were driving to North Carolina for Winter Break, but of and among my classmates, they were all at least alive when we graduated, and even through the college years.
But you're not supposed to end up at 33, coordinating who's going to watch the kids while you go to Sandra's funeral, because she died in her sleep, of a heart attack, in Boston, on the ides of January, 2004.
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Date: 2004-01-16 12:31 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-01-16 12:32 pm (UTC)I've been there - last month, in fact. If you need to talk, just let me know.
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Date: 2004-01-16 12:32 pm (UTC)*sends loff and hugs*
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Date: 2004-01-16 12:36 pm (UTC)I'm so sorry...I know how hard it is to lose someone too early. You'll be in my thoughts.
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Date: 2004-01-16 12:37 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-01-16 12:37 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-01-16 12:38 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-01-16 12:39 pm (UTC)>:D
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Date: 2004-01-16 12:40 pm (UTC)*hugs*
33? woe. so wrong. My dad died when he was 32. Its just crazy.
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Date: 2004-01-16 12:41 pm (UTC)Take care, hon.
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Date: 2004-01-16 12:41 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-01-16 12:44 pm (UTC)Catherine
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Date: 2004-01-16 12:45 pm (UTC)I'm certainly around if you just need someone to chat to, about this or about inconsequential matters to get your mind off it, or anything at all.
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Date: 2004-01-16 12:47 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-01-16 12:57 pm (UTC)I'm so sorry. Death is a tradgedy at any age. My thought are with you.
Hailey
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Date: 2004-01-16 01:02 pm (UTC)I'm so sorry about Sandra's death. Nobody should die at 33 in their sleep, of a heart attack. Life is a cruel and heartless bitch sometimes, and death is even crueler. You and Sandra's other friends and family have my sincere condolences.
- Hugs, Anne U
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Date: 2004-01-16 01:07 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-01-16 01:09 pm (UTC)In grade school, a classmate was killed by a drunk driver.
In high school, a former gymnastics friend fell asleep at the wheel. [Will lost a first cousin on the eve of his twin's wedding, for this same reason.]
Two (three?) years ago, a college friend who lived with a benign brain tumour suffered a massive seizure.
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Date: 2004-01-16 01:12 pm (UTC)*sending prayers and thoughts of light and strength*
-Kala
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Date: 2004-01-16 01:13 pm (UTC)I'm so sorry that you have to. I've been lucky, too. We've only lost one person in our class so far. Accidental shooting (drunken party, found a gun, "Oh look!" kind of stupidity)
But to die of a heart attack at such a young age....unbelievable.
My thoughts are with you.
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Date: 2004-01-16 01:19 pm (UTC)My thoughts will be with you, your friends and Sandra's family. *hugs gently*
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Date: 2004-01-16 01:19 pm (UTC)Din
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Date: 2004-01-16 01:20 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-01-16 01:32 pm (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2004-01-16 01:33 pm (UTC)We've lost three from our graduating class of 63 -- one homicide, one scuba accident, and one plane crash. It's really devestating. Oddly, none of the other classes surrounding the class of '87 have had any deaths. It's so poignant to see a life lost when it's barely just begun; I don't know about you, but I still feel quite young, and that there is tons ahead of me that I have yet to discover/experience.
Geez . . . are they thinking a congenital heart defect that went unnoticed?
I'm sorry for you loss.