Grief hits hard and it is ordinarily unexpected. Last night I received news that my Mommoms best friend passed and the funeral was already held. This news hit me like a ton of bricks.
She was 92 years old and usually, people do not become friends with their Mommoms best friend but for some reason I did. My Mommom passed while I was in high school but for some reason, I would still take trips to see her best friend. I would run errands with her, take her to the doctor, would go get breakfast, and she would tell stories of the past. It saddens me to move away from her and not be able to help her from time to time or have our breakfast trips. We would carry on our conversations over the phone and she would give me great life advice. She had such a calm light-hearted demeanor, even about the scariest things in life. This woman was born in her 20s, has seen many things in her life, and has lived through many hardships. I have no clue how she kept going until she was 92. She is inspirational to me in many ways in my life and I will miss her dearly. Her voice will always be in my head guiding me through out my life.
Grieving her is hard but the pain is worth it since I got to befriend an amazing individual.
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