If you’re reading this, I probably have Heather Armstrong to thank. And you probably know that Heather took her own life on Tuesday night. 

It’s been a long time since Heather and I were friends. For a while, there, boy did I feel like the luckiest person. When Heather focused her attention on you, you believed you were the wittiest, the most charming, the most insightful person around. Heather made me feel like I was in a sacred inner circle with her. I loved her, and I loved our little group of friends. We had so much fun.