On Thursday night a very good friend of mine died. She was a woman at my church who was at one time one of my Sunday school teachers, she was a huge part of the church drama group (which I do techie things for like lights and sound) and a life long friend of my grandparents. She, although she seemed (and acted) very young, was reasonable old (although not the sort of age that she should have died). Last year, or maybe the year before…in fact, thinking about it, maybe even the year before that, she had cancer. She fought this off rather well, and was in hospital recently to have some kind of operation (not quite sure what it was for, but it wasn’t life threatening). She was expected out very soon. While in hospital (I assume) she caught a chest infection and this caused her death on Thursday evening. My question is, why do people have to jump all the big hurdles to fall at the final little ones? I don’t understand this. This seems to happen all the time…just when you think someone is through the worst, just when you think they are getting better, they seem to fall at the last fence. This is so unfair…people put in all this time and effort in their lives and always seem to come stuck up against what seem the smallest of things. She had lived a very interesting life, she had a huge number of friends and did so many people so much good. She was single with little family, but there are so many people to contact that her funeral isn’t going to be for another week, and I don’t know how on earth they are going to fit everyone in to the church (and this is not a small church by any stretch of the imagination). I wish that I would have such a full life to celebrate, I very much doubt I can every come close to this. I look forward to her funeral, I think it will be nice to hear all about her life. I think she should be glad, she has managed to touch so many people and has done so much she will be sorely missed.