after shock

I began to write a memoir of my late friend's life and it got entwined with an account of  our early days in Winnipeg as young wives and mothers and ended up with an account of my marriage ending with  Bill's death in 1973.  He died on Easter Sunday so I guess it was inevitable that i should end up there.  It was too long to go in here and I didn't want to burden my readers (all three of you), so I left it at that. Now I can't find it, can't remember my title. 

I'm still thinking of Jo and her life and career.  She really had one. I'll get to it.

shock

A dear, long-term friend has died, one of the special ones I planned to visit during my milestone year.  I thought she would be one of the last ones to go. She was slim and active, not vital, though.  And when her husband died about two years (?) ago, I think she lost her will to live. I am so sorry - for my loss.

I am going to write an obit, but I have to do some thinking...