My best gf gave up her battle with cancer last night and left the battlefield to be with her mother and father. That is what I am sure she believed. She had a thing for feathers and even had a tattoo of one. So I had to repost this feather tonight in her memory. We were friends for 60 years or longer. I have a big hole in my heart.
Ah, Joan - you were expecting it but it doesn't make it any easier come the day. Margaret and I have you in our thoughts at this difficult time. The feather is a lovely idea... she's smiling somewhere.
Joan, I'm so sad reading your commentary. To have had a friend like that over so many decades and then be with only the memories has to be hard. The memories must be very special.