Can't get past the anger...
(what's the point)
My neighbor/girlfriend of 40 plus years died last year of a brain tumor. We were only 8 years old when we became friends. The best way to describe Anne, is the way she was often described in life...as beautiful on the inside as she was on the outside.
We went through elementary, middle and high school together. Afterwards she earned her masters degree in nursing. She spent her life caring for others. Never asking anything from anyone.
She leaves behind 3 boys, at the time of her brief illness, two of them were in middle school. The youngest now still in middle school. Our kids still play together and I spend much time with the boys.
Just prior to her diagnosis, she went through a semi ugly divorce from a fellow who is fighting his own demons. So basically, there is no parents left for the boys as the dad has been out of the picture for the last two years. A relative of Anne's has custody of the boys and they are doing well.
I just can't get beyond the anger of such a beauty being taken so young and leaving behind so much.
It is so true when people say "only the good die young"