Passing

When I told her about my condition, she said she wished me strength in the mountains I had to climb. She told me this, while cancer ravaged her, and her time left to be alive was short. She was always thinking of others, in fact her life career was helping others. I may be biased through my friendship but others who knew her might agree, at least from what I saw of her, she did not have a selfish bone in her body. As if my mountains mean anything compared to what she has been through, and now she is gone. I never had the chance to get too close to her simply because, there was not enough time. My dear friend who has to deal with this the hardest of all, because you loved her the most of all, because you were in love with her, whatever powers that be, have mercy on your soul. ... None of this is fiction. ~Claudia