Farewell Lovely Teresa

A friend from my home town died yesterday. She was 51 or 52. She had cancer, had been battling it for a few years. I knew her in grade school then she was in high school with me. Last time I spoke to her, other than via facebook, was about 7 years ago. Before the cancer. She was a very sweet and kind person. She married her high school sweetheart but that didn't work out. I believe she had two children from that marriage, that was a positive. I saw the post on facebook and immediatly began to cry. Hubby asked what was wrong. I told him a friend from my home town had died. I had to leave the room and go to the bathroom for a while. I didn't really know her well as an adult. But it's still so sad. I feel badly for her best friend, who is of course devastated. I feel bad for all her friends who had been taking care of her these past few years. I feel bad for her mother. I feel bad for her children. And I feel bad for me, that I won't be able to get to know her. On a positive note, if there is one, she is no longer in pain, she is no longer suffering. In the grand scheme of life, it is a good thing. Farewell Lovely Teresa.