On this day, at exactly 6:45pm, he hugged me tight and kissed my forehead while I was standing in the bathroom near my make up table. I can still see it. Feel it. Smell it. Taste it. And I can still “hear” the last words he said:
Have fun and be careful. I love you Catherine Williamson.
This is the sobering truth.
Don’t take anyone or any moment for granted. Please. One hour from now, you’re entire world could look, taste, feel and “sound” very different. Everything counts.
The Diary Of My Perfection 
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