I've been working on a fast quilt for a sick neighbor to take along to her Chemo treatments. Unfortunately I didn't learn of her illness until recently and she's already had a couple courses of chemicals. She's a nice lady, the first to welcome us to our new home and welcome us to the neighborhood, and it saddens me that I haven't gotten to know her better. Hopefully, I've still got the chance.
I remember when my Mom was still alive. I'd find myself in a conversation with someone and she'd come up. Inevitably they'd say "gee, She sounds great. It's too bad that I never had a chance to get to know her..." That always confounded me. She was terminally ill, not dead. And yet they wouldn't offer her their friendship... I suppose folks are just afraid of getting hurt when their friend passes. We all over-look the fact that even our healthiest friends could meet their fate tomorrow, leaving us just as hurt. But we're still better for having known them, and the memories we make are treasures, just the same right? So, I may be slow in getting around my busy life, but I'll be making an effort on this new friendship anyway.