Strange

A used-to-be-friend of mine has died and I thought I was ok about it but I guess I'm not. Rest in peace, Patty. 6/9/11 wth?

She was my best friend back in the day. I fended off her ex with a shot gun after picking her up on the road at 3:00 am. I was there when she lost her first born to crib death. I was godmother to her daughter. We started smoking together (not proud, but it's the facts)And then we married off into different lives and saw each other only maybe 3 times in the last 20 years. and so, I saw the news and thought I was ok, but I'm not. no, I'm not.

and this post is for Patty. I'm so sorry.