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I MISS MY FRIEND

uring the first few weeks of my pregnancy, my best friend was killed. I was broken, and I still am. I hadn’t told her my news; I wanted to surprise her. Since she’s been gone, I’ve had much to think about. It hit me really hard that I never really thanked her for her wonderful friendship. We were playful with each other, calling each other silly names, enjoying a light-hearted friendship. In all of that, I never just sat her down, looked her in the eye and said thank you for being a part of my life. The