I'm sorry, Ginger.
In better news, I was trying to locate who the contact might be for an old job. My boss was being treated for breast cancer when I left and I was concerned when I could never find her. Yesterday, I found out she's a big deal at the local Komen and her picture looks great and she got married. Sure, I've got issues with Komen but she looks great and very alive.
Ginger - sorry for your loss.
(I think that illness I had a couple of weeks ago must have been the novovirus - it hit so quick and hard and then was gone.)
Apparently there is a new, more virulent strain of norovirus going around from Australia.
She was warm and outgoing. I am not and wish I was.
Ah, but you're Ginger. There's no one else like you, I wish there was.
I'm so sorry to hear of your friend's death. It sounds like she lived life fully as long as she had it. It's terrible that it was taken from her so soon.
Ginger, I'm so sorry to hear about your loss.
I'm so sorry for your loss, Ginger.
She was warm and outgoing. I am not and wish I was.
I thought you were warm and welcoming and wonderful.
I just had a chat with my neighbor and her almost-one-year-old daughter. Everyone else may think I'm strange, but cats and babies like me.
If cats and babies like you, that is strong evidence you are a good person. Not that anyone who has talked to you (or exchanged pixels with you) significantly does not already know that.