An Old Friend

I lost a friend yesterday. Some would have called her old, but she was my friend. I spent about an hour with her every Friday at 11:00 for almost 3 years. Her name was Jane, she liked her curls to look like "little pillowy clouds" :). She didnt want anything smooth and nothing that made her look old, she didnt want to "look like every other old lady walking out of here." Most people thought Jane was rude and mean. Not me, I loved Jane. I looked forward to seeing her and letting her tell me the truth about life. I like to listen to her stories and I liked to ask her for advice. She was a good friend. Jane loved me and I loved her, if I would have known last friday was THE last Friday I would have told her how wonderful she was. I would have told her how important she was to me. I would have told her to tell her daughter how much she loved her and how proud of here she was just the way she would tell me. I would have hugged her and kissed her cheek. I will miss my friend. My Old Grumpy Friend. I will miss her and think of her in the winter when the trees have no leaves... we use to argue she said it was sad... I think its beautiful... I will think of her in the spring... she loves to see the trees come to life and the flowers all in bloom, this is her favorite time of year.. not to hot not to cold... I will think of her in the summer.. the blasted heat :)... We will "never understand how hard that is on people her age"... and in the fall I will remember her stories of driving around on country roads in colorado ( i think) looking at the changing leaves. Jane was my oldest friend... and the only dear friend I have ever lost. She will be dearly missed by all. Please keep her family in your prayers.