It is snowing outside and I am remembering Erica Murray, who I have written about twice before, and who lost her battle to leukemia this week. She was a beautiful sunshiney person, and will be missed by many people. Last night I re-watched the youtube music video ("If I had a Marrow Donor") she and her sister Jaci made encouraging people to sign up for the Bone Marrow Registry. And I cried. I am sad for Erica, and all the things she never got to do. And I am sad for Jaci watching her sister die. And for their mother. It breaks my heart.
I'm also remembering Nicole Elliot, who lost the same battle, some 10 years ago, in high school.
Remembering Nicole makes me feel old. How much I've lived since then. Remembering Erica reminds me that I am still young. How much is still left ahead. And in both cases, how unfair it all is.