Tomorrow is never promised to any of us.

This week I lost my best friend since the 3rd grade at the age of 37. In 2013 we had a major fight over my behavior and drinking, I admit I was out of control but then I didn't want to admit back then. A few months ago in a discussion about friends and forgiveness my oldest daughter picked up the phone called her and said "Its time you and mom make amends". So we went for a visit that day. We laughed for hours and forgave each other. Little did I know that would be the last time I would talk to her. I kept saying I would call her tomorrow and now tomorrow will never get here.