I went to a grave side funeral for a friend I have known for a long time. She was two months younger then me. She struggled with cancer for 18 months and then died.
I had difficulty believing we were really going to bury her in the ground. I wanted to knock on the coffin to see if she was alright.
The family knew and were crying. I thought it was all a mistake.
Friday, October 30, 2009
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