6 years ago, one of my friends died.

Her name was Rachel. It's still weird for me to write was. She should be an is.

We weren't best friends. But, we were friends. We were in the same group. We had gone to high school together.

She died the sophomore year of college. She had a heart attack. She had had a pacemaker put in a few years before and we knew she had heart issues, but it was definitely out of the blue.

She was the type that went over the top with everything. When she planned a birthday party, it involved cars full of balloons, treasure hunts and matching shirts. She made you feel special.

I hope she knew how loved she was.
I can only imagine the parties she's planning in heaven.