Yesterday was Donna’s birthday. Her family and a couple of close friends gathered at the river walk to say our final goodbye to her. She loved the river. It’s where she wanted her ashes to be placed.
We walked there together during her last days and she made me promise not to cry when it was her time to go. She reached out to me and steadied herself. I took her hand. She was tired.
I kept my promise and have tried to be a good friend. This blog has been my therapy. It has helped me move through sadness, accept loss, appreciate life and discover the best part of friendship is what remains to remind us to laugh. Donna would have been 53 years old.
Honie Briggs 
I’m sorry for your loss, and I echo the other comments. You two were very lucky to have each other.
Sounds like she was very lucky to have someone like you there for her.
We are two lucky ladies for sure. I will miss her for the rest of my life.
Clearly, you are a good friend!