"Do you remember that one time when we literally ran into each other at Whole Foods? Let's not let another five years go by before we run into each other again."

 I was sitting at my dinning room table and the internet had just kicked.  My oldest home from school because of a football injury the day before.  I had just given him permission to download Fortnite after he had begged me for a solid 6 months.  I restarted the router and my phone made the noise it does to tell me I had a Facebook messenger message.  It was your sister.  She needed my phone number.  I gave it to her and she called.

She told me you were gone.  She told me what her mother had found.  I asked what I could do and she gave me a list of people to contact. But when I hung up all I could think to do was go and sit next to my son on the couch.  He asked me what had happened and I told him.  He asked me if I was OK and I said, "No.  But I will be.  If it is OK with you I am just going to sit here and hug you for a minute."  And sat together that Monday morning on the couch. Watching the Fortnite download approach 100%.  Me knowing that my life was forever altered by your absence.