Anne Died

My ex-husband's wife died yesterday.  She and I were not good buddies for a long time but we had been able to put our differences behind us and had become friends over the past 8 years.
She was a strong woman - she had to be to live with my ex.  She raised my son when I was unable to do so because  of my alcoholism - and I am very grateful for that.  Don't get me wrong - I raised him for the first years of his life and I did a very good job at that - but when I was lost in my alcoholism - she was there and she did a good job with my son.
Anne was funny, clever, and very good at what she did.  She did well in real estate, she was an expert decorator, she knew her antiques and bought them wisely. 
Anne was one of those people that is not easily forgotten.  She laughed loudly - she loved a good joke - and she was very smart.
I didn't get down to see Anne before she died - I had intended to. 
This tells me to never let a moment go by because of my petty concerns about myself and my security.  It tells me to just do it - and worry about the BS later.
Life's precious moments are far too few to let them go by without paying attention to them. 
Damn I wish I had gotten down there to see Anne before she died - she is someone I will not forget.