I lost a good friend yesterday. Jessica Hogg was my friend, co-worker, mentor, sounding board, running mate, goof-off buddy, confidant and most of all “Birthday Twin.”
You see, Jessica and I were both born on October 12, 1967. I guess that’s what helped connect us. Something bigger than any of us can imagine somehow put the two of us into the world at the exact same time and it just so happened that our paths didn’t just cross, they were the exact same path for 15 years and the last few years she’s been headed the same direction but in a different lane as she led the team in her Cutler Real Estate office. She was a great manager, an outstanding Realtor, a loving mom of two young men and a loving wife to my friend Chris. Jesse was one of those people you could say was “Good People.”
We shared our love of sports, real estate, parenting and many other things but she always gave me shit because I was older than her (by about 50 minutes we once figured out). She loved to laugh and smile and make others around her better. She was an encourager. She was competitive and would challenge the status quo. She brought life to the room when she entered.
I guess that “path” we were traveling down had an exit that I didn’t know about and it was my friend’s time to take it. I feel like the road ahead is still much longer but something about the journey the rest of the way will feel a bit lonely. I guess whenever we lose a loved one or friend, we should be happy for the time we got to share on the road and simply understand it was time for them to take a different path. Some other journey that no one knows the direction or the speed or the reason for their detour.
Travel safely my friend. You will be missed.