The Day That Wasn’t Supposed to Be the Last
There is something about hearing that someone has died that makes the world feel strangely quiet for a moment. Sometimes it's a friend. Someone you actually knew, laughed with, spoke to, or shared a part of your life with. Sometimes it's someone you haven't spoken to in years. And sometimes, it's a complete stranger. You simply open your phone, see a post announcing their death, and find yourself staring at the screen because somehow a few words have managed to remind you that none of us are as permanent as we like to believe. They're here. Then they're not. And that's it. After everything. After the plans they had, the conversations they hadn't finished, the places they wanted to go, the things they were saving for, the messages they hadn't replied to, and the ordinary Tuesday they thought was just another Tuesday. Somehow, life can end on a completely ordinary day. No warning. No dramatic goodbye. No notification telling you, "This is the las...