Her name was Jacqui. We have been friends for twenty years. We had our first children a few months apart and spent nearly every day together, going to playgroups and markets, shopping and just being together like friends do. When she had her second baby, I held her hand and wept for joy as he entered the world and when I had my daughter she did the same for me. She is godmother to my children as I am to hers. We have shared our whole lives and never could I have another friend so dear and special. There was no warning, she was here yesterday. She fell ill and it turned out that her appendix was septic, poisoning her system. They operated twice. But everything went wrong - and now she's gone. I held her hand just like I did when her son was born, but this time saying goodbye. This time with tears of pain and heartache instead of joy. We surrounded her with love. Her poor kids. Her husband. I don't know what to say or how I should feel - I'm just sad, and angry and I wish I could have her back. No actually, to tell you the truth, I'm ****ed as hell - I feel like ripping things apart or punching someone. I feel like screaming. I'm angry at the hospital for not saving her, and I'm angry at God for taking her.
Good bye my sister, my soul, my friend. You are mummy to our angel babies now. And I will love and watch out for your babies here on earth, I swear that to you. In my heart and in my dreams Jac. I was blessed to have you in my life. Leanne