Last night, I dreamt that a school friend of mine, was alive and well, her Grandma was there as was her close friend, who was once the girlfriend of my current... friend.
My school friend died of breast cancer, about fifteen years ago. I have no idea why she came to me in my dreams, but you know me Col, I don't believe in coincidences and I am desperately trying to connect the dots. My friend was only here a short while but made a lasting impression and left two, beautiful children in this world. Meeting her daughter last year for the first time, stopped me in my tracks. She is the beautiful, spitting image of her Mother.
I have no idea what message I was supposed to receive, so I'm opting for the obvious, that life is too short.
In the words of Conchita Wurst, my current heroine; "you just get one life you know, and you'd better make it fabulous."
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