Posted by: allthingscharlene | April 12, 2010

Last Entry: My Friend

Over the last few months I have used this blog to share my thoughts about my friend. I don’t know if anyone has read these posts, but it did help me to put into words what I was feeling. Today my friend got her wish and prayer. She wanted to leave this world and to die at home. She died early this morning in her own bed. My husband and I will miss her. We will miss our visits, the sharing of flowers, stories and the meals and treats I would cook and share. I will always remember our friendship, especially when the flowers start to bloom. Yes, we will miss her but we are glad that she is with God now, no more pain and suffering.

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  1. I am standing upon the seashore. A ship
    at my side spreads her white sails to the
    morning breeze and starts for the blue
    ocean. She is an object of beauty and
    strength. I stand and watch her until at
    length she hangs like a speck of white cloud
    just where the sea and sky come to mingle
    with each other.

    Then someone at my side says: “There,
    she is gone!”

    “Gone where?”

    Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just
    as large in mast and hull and spar as she
    was when she left my side and she is just as
    able to bear her load of living freight to her
    destined port.

    Her diminished size is in me, not in her.
    And just at the moment when someone at
    my side says: “There, she is gone!” there are
    other eyes watching her coming, and other
    voices ready to take up the glad shout:
    “Here she comes!”

    And that is dying.

    Henry Van Dyke

  2. My sympathy and prayers go with you. Friendship is a wonderful blessing and loosing that friend leave a hole in our hearts and lives. However, we still have a part of that person in our lives by recalling all the wonderful memories of our time together, and I can tell you have many wonderful memories.

    • Thanks Jean. I keep expecting to see my friend and her house is so quiet and empty. She lived on the other side of the duplex from us. It is so good not to see her struggle anymore and I do have great memories.


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