Suddenly.

I had a roommate when I went to college a few years ago. She's short and cute and we always went to Wendy's together. She gave me rides home a few times. We'd pull "all-nighters" studying. We've kept in touch since then. Lately the easiest way we've kept in touch was on Facebook. Well, I got an invitation in my facebook inbox to her husband's funeral. I can't even believe it. I was there when they started dating. He talked to me about whether he should ask her to be his girlfriend or not. I told him to go for it and I promised not to tell her. After he left, I promptly told her (the girl code) and asked her if I told him the right thing to do. She said yes and we got giggly and excited. They were perfect for each other. We all figured they would get married. And when they did, Johnny and I went to the reception. We hadn't been married long ourselves. Her husband had these piercing blue eyes that you felt like could see your soul. We've talked frequently lately. She was really happy. I don't even know what happened. I just got the invitation to the funeral for Wednesday. We'll be going -- I have to. They were love itself. I have to hug her. After so many late night talks with someone your bond insists you go to them when they are hurt.
It scares the hell out of me. Why is it always so sudden? Why can you never take it back, never fix it? Putting my Johnny on that plane on Friday will be a lot harder now. But, I refuse to not-live because of fear. I can't even imagine how she's feeling right now. I hope she heals a little in time. The thing that's hard is time heals all wounds and wounds all heals. She's a strong girl. Anything I can do to hold her up I will.
I'll be hugging everyone a lot tighter.