I didn't want to post this on the other thread because I'm not competing for "worst" week, but I'm afraid I qualify. Or maybe it's just worst day, but it's taken me a few days to even think of writing about it.

Early this year I posted about a close friend who just 12 months ago walked with me in the Breast Cancer 3 Day 60 mile walk. On Monday she lost her battle with colon cancer - just 9 months after her diagnosis. My heart is so heavy. She fought so hard but it was not to be. She finally stoped treatment last week and was in our local hospice house within days. They were able to ease her pain and she was surrounded by family and friends in her final moments.

Hospice is a wonderful organization - there at the most difficult moments of our life.

Unfortunately Monday was a double whammy for me. Our dear sweet poodle Maggie, age 17 , died. It was hard to grieve for her while my dear friend hovered at death's door - I think I cried a million tears that day.

With the gift of time and reflection I can mourn and remember both these dear presence in my life. A wonderful woman who inspired me to do good things and a gentle pet who comforted me when I returned home from the challenges of each day.

While I'm sad, I'm so lucky to have these memories. As a good friend reminded me...

Don't be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin.
~anonymous~