I got an email from my middle school chorus/drama teacher today. Her husband passed away. He’s been dealing with a bone marrow disease for years now, and I guess he finally lost the fight.
She has multiple sclerosis and has to use a wheelchair to get around. She was diagnosed when I was in the 8th grade and has deteriorated since.
She had a huge impact on my life. She gave me my first “real” acting role. I owe a lot to her, and it really pisses me off that she’s going through this. Her husband was diagnosed right around the time she retired. These were supposed to be their traveling and spending time with each other years, but now he’s gone.
Life is a fucking bitch sometimes.