I am tearful and sad and angry right now...
A female friend of over thirty years died last weekend from breast cancer. Today, her ashes were scattered quietly by her husband and daughters in a state faraway from here and I could not attend, which has me a bit heart broken. I did talk with her girls and their father this morning but that is not the same as hugging them or saying one's goodbyes in a place adored so completely by their mother.
A chance encounter led to an improbable friendship that spanned three decades. It was I, an equally unlikely matchmaker, who suggested she meet another friend and I for dinner. That friend became her husband and has been, by all accounts, the love of her life. They have two gorgeous girls, now adults. The oldest is named for me. Though we lived distant to one another for most of our adult lives, it seemed that we were always on the phone until six weeks ago when pain and illness took their final upper hand, forcing us to say our final goodbyes.
God speed, Pauline. I will never forget you. Thank you for all the laughter and sharing.