A yawning void

My friend died last night…I am not going to talk about any battles or use euphemisms to describe it. Death is messy, cancer is messy and the past week or so has been impossibly difficult (and I wasn’t even there all the time)…Facing a world without her is even more difficult, it already feels desolate. Staring cancer in the face has, for me, been like staring at what I also have to face alongside watching her suffer.

Earlier in the week, she said what it turns out were to be her last words to me..”Wend..we are going to be mighty fine angels”…As last words go, I think those are pretty damn good..She would be proud!