When my husband and I divorced, he got custody of most of our friends -- which was, believe me, fine. Two who remained loyal to me were a woman named Anne and a man named Randal. Both were my former husband's friends, both rebelled against his mistreatment of me and both cut ties with he and anyone who pledged allegiance to him.

Yesterday I lost Randal. I'm beside myself. I attended the visitation after physical therapy this evening, but will be unable to attend the funeral as I have my last therapy session at the same time, wherein 4 of 4 therapists will recommend surgery. I have to get up in four hours to be driven to my mother's because my husband will save a lot of driving time if I'm that much closer to the PT. I am somewhat lonely, quite bereft and not a little overwhelmed right this minute. Can I get a "there,there" before I try once again to sleep?