What’s amazing is that when I look back, I am haunted by how grown-up we all seemed. Perhaps it’s my new paradigm of being a parent, and how I feel like I’ve crossed the threshold of responsibility. But on THAT day, we had to take care of ourselves. I remember Sefe calling me from the hospital to tell me that Mike was gone. I already knew. But the thought of a CHILD calling another CHILD to tell them that an adored friend, who was also no more than a CHILD had died, takes my breath away. Even today. It reminds me of how much I love them. Even today.