I just found out today, that I lost a friend. She lost her battle with CF (Cystic Fybrosis) and God took her in his arms and carried her home last Thursday when the doctor's took her off of the ventilator.
Why am I so late in finding out? Well, I guess I just wasn't being a very good friend. That's all I can say.
I will miss you, Heather. I know that you no longer have to fight, just to take a breath. I know that you no longer will live in fear of your life b/c you caught a cold. I know that you are happy....
And I know that you don't want me to beat myself up. That you would tell me to hug my kids and live life to the fullest for you. :*) And I promise you that I will.