For a few days now, I’ve known an old friend of mine was ill. I tried to reach her on the phone, but she was in the hospital and sleeping a great deal and I was always worried about waking her up. I’ve been getting updates on her third hand through a mutual friend and from her sixteen year old son, a boy I’ve known since he was 1. Last night, my friend passed away. I’ve spent the last few days remembering her, remembering how we met, the time we spent together and the things we used to do together. … Continue reading →