I learned a couple of Friday's ago that someone from one of my networking groups had passed away suddenly. What amazed me was that we had just talked not a week before. She appeared healthy and well as though she had quite a few years in front of her. We talked for 20 minutes or so at the bus stop and we chatted on our ride down to a nearby university. She was working toward her next opportunity and was hopeful about her future. When I learned her age, I was surprised because she didn't look it. In fact, someone had guessed her to be about forty-eight. I would not have put her in her early sixties as her obituary said.
Since learning of her death, I have lifted up her family in prayer. I was gladdened to see that her obituary stated she had went to heaven and was enjoying everlasting life.
I was waiting for that check in my spirit. Like God saying to me that I could have done more or I should have said more. That feeling never came. Maybe what I said to her was all that was needed.