The Freakiness of Life

When I was in high school...I had 2 friends named Nancy also.  We were The 3 Nancys... Nancy D, Nancy G, Nancy P.

I was with Nancy G when she met Jim, the guy that would become her first husband.  Later on, when my husband went off to school, Nancy G helped me get a summer job at the law office she worked at.  It was during a time when I was reading ppl's thoughts. It was nothing I tried to do.  Something would just pop in my head out of the blue, I would say it out loud and inevitably the person near me would be flabbergasted that I had just repeated what they were thinking. When I did that to Nancy she would get creeped out and tell me to quit it.

Fast forward to years later...about 7.  Back from Arkansas, husband was drying out from drug addiction...I contacted Nancy to help me file bankruptcy papers. She admitted to me she had tried to commit suicide. She couldn't take the financial stress of her husband starting his own company.

I moved off to another part of the state a year later and she and I lost touch.  We had our separate trials. 16 years pass, I move back to NE Ohio.  I read on my HS class FB page that Nancy died suddenly. I had heard the year before that she and Jim had divorced.  But I found out in her obituary that she had remarried. But here is where it gets creepy: she was living 4 houses down the street from me and owned the exact same SUV as me, color and all.

AND the pastor of the church I was attending when she helped me file for bankruptcy, officiated her funeral.

I had this friend Benny.  He and I lost track  about the time I lost touch with Nancy. Benny was a dog.  He had tried to convince me to leave my ex when he was drying out from the addiction. I had heard Benny moved off to Florida. My oldest sister informed me this evening that he is now at the nursing and rehabilitation home where she works...he has throat cancer.  I am torn as to whether or not I should visit him.

I lost connections with so many ppl.