Today I lost one of my Best Friends, not just a friend I made in Bravo Fleet, but one of my Best Friends. Cathy and I met when I was TFCO of 58, and I needed a new TFMCO. I got Cathy (which by far was the best thing that happened to me as TFCO). And who knew then that we would become IRL Best Friends.
She was a gifted writer, and a kind, gentle, and honestly helpful person, who wanted everyone to succeed, and gave everyone the benefit of the doubt. We talked about everything. We continued to work together after I stepped down as TFCO, and while I was on my ELOA, she would call me to say hi, to catch up on what was going on in our personal lives, to encourage me, to keep my spirits up during the end months of my engagement before I got married, and to make sure I was doing my school work.
When I began to think about coming back from my ELOA, she was the first person I told. I would sound off some ideas for her to consider, and thats where the wedding idea began: The big, Fleet-wide wedding of Major-General Fultain to Admiral Shepherd. And before you knew it, we began discussing every sort of scenario we could think of, we had fun with it, and were looking forward to seeing it become some sort of Fleet-wide event, a happy Bravo Fleet JM of sorts.
Now though, this sad news. I had known of her condition, but wasn't expecting this, as her doctor's had said that her prognosis was good. A shock to my system, to come home and find this. My best friend is gone, and I shall miss her dearly. But I know she is in a better place now.
Until we meet again, Mary-Catherine.