
It turns out they think that she passed away from an aggressive infection that she had been dealing with. The suddenness and unpredictability of her death got me thinking. Usually, the people you know of, or hear of, passing away are either killed in some sort of accident or they are gradually getting sicker, and it's visible to themselves and to others. In my professor's case, I had no way of knowing she was sick by looking at her. It makes me wonder how many other people out there that I know, and will meet, are essentially dying.
From this point forward, I want to cherish every relationship that I'm apart of. Whether it's my best friends, my family members, my friends, or even my acquaintances, every relationship is important and you never know when you won't see that person again. Each encounter could be your last, and it's our job to make it meaningful. The last thing I want to do is not be able to tell someone something they should have heard. The last thing I want to do is to not have the chance to apologize. The last thing I want to do is have regret.
RIP Barbara Keats. You took a class that I was dreading and made me interested.
2 comments:
Wow, this was really touching Brooke. I love youuu
Soooo sad, and very touching Brookie :)
I'm sure she'd be really happy if she read your blog.
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