A friend of mine died yesterday. She was an old lady in my care. I wrote about her before in a journal entry I called “Time passes slowly… here in the mountains”. You could look it up! I’d meant to call on her on Thursday afternoon but the pressures of life got in the way. I decided to go Monday instead. Now there’ll be no calling. It wasn’t a commitment. She didn’t know I was coming. But I got it wrong. Life is very hard. Sometimes. This year is shaping up to be one of the worst.