A friend died of cancer today and I'm feeling really sad tonight. She was only late 40s and she was the one friend who was incredibly good me when I was trying to get back to work after a career break. She was the most amazingly positive, courageous, 'can do' person.
I was asked to sit with her mum this morning and we sat by her body with the sun streaming through the curtains. It was very peaceful, but I find death hard (as does everyone, I'm sure).
This is so minor compared to some posts on here.