In 1998, one of my best friends (Billy), passed away from a car accident. We met at work and we became close friends after my boyfriend (Dave) of 6 years passed away from a car accident that involved alcohol. About 6 months after his funeral, I decided to meet up with a friend for a drink after work. She actually knew Billy for several years and we actually met through him.
At the bar, we were just reminiscing about the good times we had with him. Billy worked in our IT department. I told her he used to come in early and do things to my computer/telephone just so I could discover them in the mornings and open a ticket so one of their people, Billy, would have to call and come down to troubleshoot the issues. He also used to send me daily emails saying "good morning beautiful". I smiled every time I received them. Well, during me and Leanna's conversation about him, I received a page. Yes, this was back in the days when we carried pagers. The page displayed my direct work line. It was 8pm and no one stays that late at the office. And why would someone call my from my work desk? I called my work number and there was no answer.
The next morning, I asked my co-worker that sat directly next to me if she had paged me from my desk. She said NO. Who paged me... Was it Billy?