And here it goes again....

After losing both my wonderful husband suddenly and my mother this past April, I lost my closest friend since childhood today. We had been the best of friends for 53 years. We always joked about going to the nursing home together and racing our hover rounds. She was the kind of friend you could do nothing with and still have a good time. My husband loved her dearly, too. Now she is with Duane, and I have to admit I am a bit jealous. She was in a lot of pain from two tumors in her brain and wanted to "fly away" to Jesus, so I could not wish her back for that reason. We were able to have some really good talks and she held my hand and cried with me over Duane. She knew how much I loved him and missed him. Now she can tell him I am missing him but trying to pull my life together.