Wednesday 29 May 2013

Sometimes....

Sometimes I am just so damned proud of my friends...

A wonderful friend of mine, Ginger, I stayed with her for quite a while when I was in NYC, she has a heart of gold and she's just wonderful, she had a terrible shock today. A person she was looking after, who had a long drawn out illness died today, in her arms, it was what he would have wanted, he went quick, he left knowing he was loved, what more can anybody ask for?

I think she did a wonderful thing, taking this one despite knowing how it would end, and now she's gutted, elated that he got his last wish and that he didn't suffer, but at the same time in shock, missing him, mourning...

For what it's worth, I'm so damned proud of the girl! She knew how it would gut her, but she went and did it anyway, and that's fucking courage!