Life seems so cruel. My friend is dying and has already lost much of her cognition. I have spoken to her for the last time.


We have so few people in life we really get close to and connect with. She was one of my people, my "tribe." I did have some trouble with her religious beliefs and of course those become very prominent now that she is dying and is surrounded by people from her congregation. I wasn't even going to attend her funeral but another friend is going and I said I would. There will be a lot of talk about where she is now. But the truth is that nobody knows. So I will tolerate all the rhetoric. Wherever she will be, she will live in my memory.