Ever so Close to the Raggedy Edge
Our lives are fragile. Tread soft and sure, for one misstep and you are but smoke drifting up and away into the unknown.
A friend of mine died January 2nd. I hadn't heard from her for a few months. Unbeknownst to me, she was in a series of hospitals from November until her passing. Some sort of an infection from the hip surgery she had a bit ago. I found out yesterday on Facebook.
It's strange. She was one of the last people I saw before I moved. Always had a saucy attitude and sometimes she could be negative, but I understood why and never judged too harshly. Well, now there is no pain and she will never have to suffer through the things she was put through recently ever again.
Rest in peace, Sara.
A friend of mine died January 2nd. I hadn't heard from her for a few months. Unbeknownst to me, she was in a series of hospitals from November until her passing. Some sort of an infection from the hip surgery she had a bit ago. I found out yesterday on Facebook.
It's strange. She was one of the last people I saw before I moved. Always had a saucy attitude and sometimes she could be negative, but I understood why and never judged too harshly. Well, now there is no pain and she will never have to suffer through the things she was put through recently ever again.
Rest in peace, Sara.