I cant stop crying and part of me does not understand why. We had not talked in quite a long time, at least a year and before that it was at least 3 years. She thought I was not any fun. She was single, she wanted to go out and do things, and she couldn't understand that I could not do that anymore. Not being mean about her at all. We had a clean break as friends and were still very civil. No hatred at all. We were just on two different paths in life.
I met Rhonda when we were both 17 and having issues with ourselves. She moved into a friend`s house two door down from where I lived with my Mom. It was a brief encounter because she was gone before we all knew it. She just needed a waystation until she moved onto the next place she went. I got to know her again when we bought the house 14 years ago. Her Mom owned a house down the street. I got back in touch with her and loved her, her kids and her Mom. I lost my Mom around this time so Rhonda`s Mom, Carmen, filled a void. I feel guilty now that we had lost touch. I will make sure that never happens again. Rhonda had a tough life and she had been ill for the past decade. Even through all of that she loved her kids and her family.
I hope that she is free of pain and whatever else was plaguing her.
R.I.P my Friend. I will see you on the other side some day. You owe me a drink!