Each morning I wake up
before I put on my makeup- and believe me, I can use it
My dear friend Jenny has lost a friend, old and dear to her. Only a few years older than herself. And it dawns on me we are arriving at that age, the age of watching our contemporaries die.
Say a little prayer for Jenny.
Yes, we are at the age where we’ll start to watch our friends fall to the wayside. Makes me realise how fragile life really is and live every moment I have.
She has my condolences and prayers.
I’m so sorry. I’m happy to keep her in my prayers.
Prayer said. I’m not sure which is worse, being the one who dies or the one who is left standing at the end when everyone else is gone.
Prayer said.