I have been thinking about you a lot since April 5, 2021 – the day you left this world and took your talent with you. My heart has been sore and heavy since. I know you read some of my blogs – you told me. You told me it was a gift to share my vulnerability. I use this space often to reflect on how I respond and heal from heartbreaks – of which I have had a varied sort. You – being my most recent.

You and I met in the awkward awakenings of 13-year-olds in junior high school. We watched each other up close and personal as we evolved through the next 6 years until we graduated high school together. We were always in the same friend groups in each of those years, but our closest year was that last one. Our senior year we spent the most time and space with each other.

This photo of us is my favorite. It reminds me most profoundly of that which you most gave me. A safe place for me to be me and you to be you. We were comfortable in silence with each other. We liked thinking into the big picture of life together as 17-year-olds are want to do. We spent hours alone together on a canoe heading down the Niobrara during a school trip senior year reflecting on life after high school.