Thank you, Laura. I'm completely numb at the moment. I feel like I should be crying or throwing things, but I can't seem to do anything but just sit here. It seems impossible to me that this wonderful woman is no longer a part of this world.
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{{{sj}}}
{{{Barb}}}
I'm having my tea in the bone china mug that Donna gave me. There probably isn't a better tribute I could pay her this morning. She did love her tea.
{{{{sj}}}} I am so sorry hon. Tribute with Tea sounds just perfectly lovely, in the midst of such suck.
{{{sj}}}
Tea sounds like a lovely tribute. All good thoughts for you, love.
((sj))
Tea is perfect.
{{sj}} I'm so sorry about the loss of your friend.
oh sj I am sorry ((sj))
{{sj}} I'll start the round of kick the cancer. FUCK CANCER.
{{Barb}} That nurse needs to be introduced to ita in krav mode. Then she'll understand true pain on a range of one to eleventy billion.
Oh, {{{sj}}} I'm so sorry for your loss.
And continuous health and pain free~ma to ita and Barb. And I support AsilAweigh's offer.