I got to thinking similar earlier today watermeadow. Older friends who were vibrant, enjoyable company who are now much reduced in personality owing to ill health or bereavement. Or have died recently. Some of our ‘older’ friends (in their 80’s) included one who was an ex professional football player in his day for a London team - one very small weekly wages then!, one dear lady danced professionally at the London Palladium when Bruce Forsyth was a compère - goodness, she has lots of tales to share still! There’s another who played in a band and knew the Beatles in their very early days. He too has so many anecdotes.
It’s so sad this passing of time isn’t it, that robs us of people we have had fun and laughter with during the sunlit days gone by? Memories are bittersweet.
My almost 90y old stepfather said last night that since Covid, more than 20 members of his local Club, most of whom he chatted to regularly each week, have passed. He was certainly aware of his own gift to be still enjoying his life. My late mum used to refer to them all (herself included, bless) as ‘the coffin dodgers’.
I feel for you watermeadow and sadly you are not alone in this.