I know it is an old wives tale and was something my mother always said but this year it sure holds a ring of truth for me.
In March I lost a a friend. Jackie had a winning smile and a head of hair that any woman would kill for. She was smart and funny. She was going to school to become a nursing assistance which if you knew her would have been the perfect career. She was not without her demons though and struggled with alcohol abuse and drug addiction. She left behind a ten year old son and twin five year old daughters. She was 36.
In June I lost a dear friend that was like an uncle to my children. Sprout was a funny person in his own right. You had to really know him to realize he had a interesting sense of humor. He also had a great heart but not for all to see. He was cursed with many medical issues. He had open heart surgery at 30 and a stroke at 35. He went in his sleep with his heart just not being strong enough to go on. He also left behind a son. He was 43.
Today a long time friend of mine is being put to rest. “BiZ” was one of the most bubbly people I knew. She was always cheerful and her witty personality made me smile every single time I spoke with her. I knew she had some mental difficulties that made many judge her unfairly but they never stood in the way of our friendship. I will miss her as I miss my other friends. She was 40.
All were were taken away from us way to young. I have always struggled with the question of “Is there a God?” and the older I get the more sceptical I become.
I hope they all rest in peace and that their families find strength to go on in these rough times.