Today we buried a friend.  Younger than me by 8 years but part of a group of people where we all grew up together.  Our families were bound together, first by friendship and later by marriage.  She was 44 years old.  As if this in itself was not heartbreaking enough, she leaves behind 2 young girls of 9 and 12.  Her life was taken by cancer.  After years of not much contact, following various family break-ups, we became facebook friends.  Throughout her illness, I was constantly amazed by her humour, spirit and honesty. People often talk about bravery and today I saw it in her elderly mother and in her girls.  As with most funerals there were so many faces not seen for a long time.  Faces from another life and I realised something.  Where there has once been love, in most cases, it never truly goes away, even when you haven't seen each other in forever and that people very rarely, if ever, forget kindness.  That shared history can bind you so much more than you could ever believe.  Thank you Gina, for reminding me of all this today and for showing me the capability of what can be overcome.  Goodnight darling.