Kathleen's Blog

Jerami passed away.  A boy I went to high school with. Passed Away. Last week.

We had a few classes together, shared homework in a few study groups, had mutual friends and loved general silliness in the hallways.  He made a lot of people laugh and he was nice at a time when a lot of kids weren’t.

I know there have been others from our BHS Class of ‘90 who have passed away, but I didn’t know them as well and I certainly don’t mean to slight them in anyway. But Jerami is more than a picture in my yearbook.  Jerami used his big handwriting to write on the back cover of my yearbook about the years behind us and the years ahead of us.

Jerami and I weren’t best friends. We weren’t super close. Our lives mostly intersected in the halls at Berkner, but I have vivid memories of this wonderful boy. Who passed away.  Last week.

I am not quite sure how old he was. Forty-ish?  But that is too young. Too young to lose someone with that much light, energy and love.   Too young.  I am too young to have friends pass away? Aren’t I?

Life doesn’t feel as safe anymore when classmates start to pass away. Life doesn’t seem as fair anymore when friends die. Life doesn’t feel as balanced when we realize we aren’t invincible… anymore.

I went to high school with Jerami. Jerami passed away. Last Week.

Love, me