I thought of N. not long ago -- reminiscing about the times we had snow sledding (especially when D hit that conduit and broke three ribs.  He never believed that we honestly thought his gasps for air were from laughter) and those fun-filled Saturday nights at The Cave where we danced until they told us they were closing ....  I should have called her every time I remembered those times, to tell her and D how much those memories and times we spent with M&B meant to me ... She died in an accident this morning -- enroute to do those things she had always done:  serving others.  She and D loved all children and literally spent their life working with youth while raising their own .... I especially remember the twinkle in her eye and the nudge she would give D when he (often) blushed -- at a comment or a joke.  She was a good person.  A caring soul.  A teacher who taught well beyond the last bell.  She was one of my best friends in a time when mortality was not an issue.  We lost contact for a few years .... Today, my loss is compounded.  I don't think I ever told her (or D) how much I appreciated them.  Enjoyed the times we shared.  That I cared for them.

Rest in peace, dear friend.  Rest in peace with the memory that you were loved by everyone whom you touched.