I lost a friend few days ago. Her name was Marilyn. We met as part of an aqua class group. She was the first one who invited me to hang out with the group. We went to bars, shopped together, we were room mates on a trip to San Francisco. She always brought me little souvenirs from her trips, which told me she was thinking of me. Sweet woman with a big heart, always happy and with a loud and genuine laugh. But what do these sketches have to do with this post? Both sketches were made within this group of friends. In the one above, she was still alive and reminds me of us hanging out at bars and the sketch below was made within this group also, at that time, she was gone. I'll miss my pal. Rest in Peace.