It is always the coldest of days

Today Sharon and braved the bitter cold to visit with our dear friend Karen. Although unbearably cold, as least we did not have to shovel a path like last year, but I had brought my shovel just in case. Sharon and Karen have been friends for more than 20 yrs, much longer than I have known her, but oh how we miss her at Thursday night crafts. Always getting us to test out her new low fat, no sugar baking....usually they weren't all that bad. Tomorrow marks 2 years since her passing and interestingly enough it was unexpected and not because it was an accident or that she was in perfect health, but rather because she had always beat odds, turned around 360 when the last rights were given, no last rights this time, and no time for us to say good-bye expect for that freezing day, that was too much snow and wind so strong you thought we would be the grave with her, he saw as a sign of her shouting out an everlasting friendship.

We noticed she has new neighbours this year, and like last year, no one had been by at her birthday or Christmas to visit, flowers where there, when her neighbours flourished with evidence of visitors, made me want to cry even more tears...but I laid my bouquet, my birthday bouquet from My dear friend Fabiola no less as I knew that she wouldn't mind that I shared her lovely gift to me, with another lovely friend. Til next year Karen.