Kevin

Two years ago my high school pal Kevin died alone of organ failure at the age of 49.  Kevin's passing set-off a tumultuous period in my life, overflowing with professional and personal changes.  Somehow, the moment I heard that Kevin died, I knew it would be a turning point for me.  Like coming upon a sudden and unexpected channel marker at which I knew I would turn, but with no understanding of how unsure and difficult a journey I was veering toward.    

Anyway, although not to the day, I am thinking of Kevin two years later.  I miss him, and the simpler and happy days we shared together so many years ago.