We have just returned from another funeral.It was one of DH's oldest ,in both senses of the word,golfing friends and as he was widowed it is one more name off the list.This makes three since last years cards went out. Do others feel a sense of forboding when we seem to be being left behind and wonder when our turn is coming?
I've just had the reverse news, one of my oldest friends had recovered from a stroke 5 years ago, was taking medication, walking again, on a special diet, had recovered virtually fully apart from writing skills - and suddenly had another stroke and died. We are all in shock. I'm so glad that I have held on to those scrawly Christmas cards.