A friend of mine passed away today after a long battle with cancer. Before she died, she taught us something: “live life.” What a great lesson to teach! One of her last texts to a friend, when he mentioned how sad he was about the pain she was in, she said “don’t. live life, that’s what I want you to do.”
I was close to Robin in high school and then we lost touch of each other except for the occasional update and then we reconnected on Facebook. In high school, Robin was “that girl.” She did stuff that made you roll your eyes and shake your head. Here’s my advice: be that girl or boy. Live life to the fucking fullest!
Robin was a cheerleader and I was a band geek. She was friends with the girl I wanted to date. We met each other at a basketball game. I told her to call me but we didn’t have anything to write with (now I know why my music teachers always told me to have a pencil in my folder) but it was the mid 80’s and rap was brand new. So I said: “here’s how you can remember my phone number: “if you love me ladies and you think I’m fine my number’s _ _ _ 7 1 6 9”” Robin never forgot my phone number and I started dating Chere.
Robin always made me smile. I may have done the same for her.