I got the call today, the one I knew would come eventually but I was still surprised.
The cancer finally got to my beautiful, quirky and forever honest friend, Donna.
The friend that I should have known better, sooner, because we are so much alike.
We both love Mickey Mouse and Disneyland, love kids but never had any of our own, and love a good dance- anytime, anywhere.
Donna was given 48 hours at midnight last night. She is on her way to the other side any time now. Maybe she will show me something from over there, somehow.
The hospice has had a harpist come in and play for her. Her friends have come and shared tea with her. She has been given a prayer shawl and was read her last rights tonight. She is comfortable and peaceful. Her husband seems amazingly relaxed in this moment.
As my friend struggled through these last few years she gave me so much. I learned that sometimes you have to get past your fears, no matter how strong they are. And that sometimes just being together is enough. No need to say anything at all.
Oh how I will miss her smile and her true ability to throw caution to the wind. There are tears, but they are fleeting. I know there is so much more to come.
Here's to an utterly fantastic journey for my friend. I will definitely catch her on the other side!