Such a harsh word, 'died', really when applied to a friend or family member it is a word that CANNOT be brought from heart to brain to tongue to ears-we say 'passed' or 'slipped away' because saying 'died' is just too blunt.
But yesterday morning, Southern California time, my friend from high school, that oasis of sanity and common sense and hope all mingled joyously into one soul, died. I had to force myself to write that word. Even though I know from my hospice work that there is NO way Nancy 'slipped away', I want to use that phrase instead of that word died. She had such a great sense of humour that I think she would say 'I croaked. And?'
Because to her it was probably terribly unfair, and horribly painful in so many ways that making simple statements of fact would somehow make it easier to bear for everyone. Nancy was not a whiner.
I'm trying. In her honour, I'm trying. But it ain't easy.
Because of the time difference it was late-ish here when the email hit the inbox.