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Thats all it took today to almost break down. A caramel macchiato. Not a photo, a song, or seeing the memorial page on the class's book gift to our prof. A caramel macchiato. The wave of realization that I'm never going to have Starbucks chats with you again. That you'll never tease me for my super light ice, or my kids temp lattes, or for how stupidly fast I drink them. No more boy talk, or wedding dreams, or even just talking about what the future holds. No more hilarious jokes, or inappropriate comments that could make even me, with my Sailor vocabulary, blush from head to toe. You'll no longer be teaching me about sex-positivity, or how to love myself. No more standing in the cold while you smoke- despite the fact that I'm asthmatic. I loved talking to you, listening to you, and just hanging out. I took advantage of the time we had together. Not overly concerned when we didn't see each other for a while, or didn't get to talk as much after class. Now I wish I had taken you up on the offers to go to the Observatory after class. I wish I had made those early morning treks to study with you guys. I still know your Starbucks orders by heart. I don't think I'll ever be able to forget them.

All because of a caramel macchiato. I guess thats how we became friends in the first place.

Christina, I hope you know how much you are loved, and how much you will be missed.