The last time I saw Helen was at a planning meeting for our 25th high school reunion. While we weren’t the closest of friends during our time in school, reminiscing and catching up during all our meetings helped us create a new kind of friendship. As we shared the many things we had in common, marriage, divorce, children, and a multitude of grandkids; we also promised to keep in touch after the reunion. Life does have a way of moving right along and twenty-five years later, now planning our 50th reunion, Helen and I never fulfilled our promise to stay in contact. That is until I received a call from a mutual friend, Helen was in hospice.