She wasn't a super-close friend, or even someone I ever called, but it's strange how you learn about connections in small towns. I had just talked to her every time I went to Wal-Mart for an oil change while I was commuting for 3 years and she was always there when I showed up. I'd get an oil change about every 2 months. She'd remember my car make and model and what I wanted. And we'd chit-chat about teaching. Then I showed up with Claire, and she was like, so that's why you haven't been in here lately! :) Then I saw her selling cheese with her mom at the farm, and I put the 3 together. And she remembered my car when I came up for cheese. Now that's someone that's going to be missed there and everywhere. Crazy. And I went to get my oil changed recently, and I went to BIG O, just so I could avoid NOT not seeing her. Aren't I crazy? And that was three.
Everyone really does know everyone. And you are only 6 people away from knowing someone, etc. So RIP to these three.
And children aren't supposed to die before their parents. I was looking at the grocery store for a sympathy card for Claire's story time teacher. They had several for the death of mothers, fathers, and generic "loved ones." They had one. 1. for "Death of Child." Apparently the card makers couldn't even make one for loss of son and another for loss of daughter because kids aren't supposed to die. They aren't supposed to OD or get in a car wreck. So I'm going to Hallmark tomorrow in hopes of a more personalized card.