I have a sweet and terribly funny friend. We've known each other for 34 years. That seems like a really long time, but my how the time flies. 2 days ago, she lost her husband to pre-mature death. He was only 45. It's been an emotional weekend thinking about her and her boys.
We are all grieving for her. There is a group of 6 of us who have remained friends all these years. We used to be really good about getting together for lunch once in while, but I think it's been about 2 years since I've seen her in person due to all our crazy schedules. She has been living out of the state for the past 10 years or so, and getting all of us together when she came to town to visit her family proved almost impossible. I so wish I could fly down for the funeral, but I can't for a number of reasons. I would love to be there in person to hug her and support her and her two sons. I hope that some of our group will be able to get there. I wish I could be there for her.
I knew her husband pretty well. He is my age, and I met him when we both started 9th grade at the same High School. Sort of embarrassing to admit, but I had a crush on him for that first year. When they got married, it was a funny experience for me, but I was so happy for her, and they have lived a blessed life. He took such good care of her.
I know that she has a firm understanding of the gospel plan that we believe in, and I know that she knows she will see him again. I know that she takes comfort in that. But I know how hard it is to be a single mom. I have lived that life myself and it is often very hard and difficult. It is not for the faint of heart. But my friend is not faint of heart at all. She is amazingly strong and faithful. She truly is an inspiration to me. I love her dearly and I wish I could do something more to help her.
Life is crazy, isn't it? You never know when you will lose a loved one, or when you will be called upon to bear a heavy burden. The bad times make you appreciate the good times all the more.