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My wife and I are older (the sixties) and as is common friends, relations, and others die on a regular basis. It’s sobering and makes one think about what’s truly important. I’ve discovered there’s not much that merits my attention anymore. I concentrate on eternity and what I can take with me and realize all I have is my will.
My wife’s best friend is in the last stage of cancer; maybe just hours. It’s tough losing anyone but best friends? Where do you get another? Maybe there’s another spirit out there that’s akin to yours but time is short and passes quickly. Usually, it takes years to run into that one person. My wife and I are best friends but her “other” best friend is a precious soul of rare kindness. She is someone that by happenstance my wife came to know. There are other friends and they are great people. Each friend is so appreciated. But her best friend is one who is gentle in their approach, kind in every conversation, as close to your heart as one can get.
That kind of love is hard to find and will be terribly missed. Knowing she is in the hands of Christ is our only comfort. In the end, you only have Jesus and He is enough. But, it still hurts.