I normally try and keep my personal life and thoughts off of this blog, for obvious reasons, but I felt this needed to be shared, if not just to get it out of my head and into the world - if anything, I’m hoping it will somewhat therapeutic. If you’re not wanting to read my sad commentary, please disregard this post and don’t read past this point.
My friend Kristal P passed away yesterday afternoon. I’m told that her liver was failing, that’s all I really know.
I’ve been quite a mess since I found out, as we were not super close, however, I consider her a relatively large part of my life, even though I had only known her for roughly 3 years. She was 22.
Since I found this out, i’ve been slowly realizing that I am a hugely lucky person. Being able to do the things I do, having my friends, family and everything else around me.
At the same time, i’ve realized that I take a lot of these things for granted, and that I need to start taking these relationships and experiences more seriously, and not for granted as I have in the past, because they can be taken away at any point, like Kristal has been taken away from her family, friends and Me.
