annanotbob2's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Meh I found out tonight that my friend Mel died earlier today. She had MS. We never met in real life but became friends beyond just passing comments. I know she was fading but had talked myself into believing she would recover, when of course she wouldn't. I wish I had communicated with her more. I wrote that paragraph the other day. Wednesday I think. It's all been a bit shit since then. Plodding along, going through the motions, doing the stuff, catching sight of my face in shop windows, realising I look miserable as sin, haunted, though I'm not, I'm numb. Younger Daughter texted me that she felt sad just now and asked if it would get better. It will, I replied, then worse again, then better again. Like that, on and on forever with moments of pure joy scattered about. And agony too. I didn't mention that, but she's no fool. 12:27 a.m. - 13.01.19 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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