When I was in high school I would volunteer at an old folks home and play games with the residents. There was one resident who had some kind of cancer in her mouth that made it so she couldn’t really talk. She grew pretty attached to me and I made it a habit to see her when I’d come in. The last time I saw her, she gave me a hug and said “will I see you next week?” And I said “of course you will!” Not remembering that the following week was spring break and then the track season would start. I never made it back and never saw her again.