We sat around the table waiting for our food, catching up on the week’s events. Just another Saturday night get-together of friends, or so we thought. We didn’t realize as we chose where we would go next week that we wouldn’t be going and we would never be getting together in the same way again. One of those dear friends died of an aneurysm several days later. It was so unexpected. We’re all shocked and we grieve for her husband of 49 years. The obituary is in the newspaper and the services are over. Time goes on, but his life, and ours, will not be the same. She was precious. Love on and appreciate your loved ones and friends while you can.
Friends Are Precious
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