Saying Goodbye to a Friend

     It's been a while since I last visited the journal. A couple of weeks ago I said goodbye to a friend. We started sort of rocky, through no fault of ours, but we ended up very good friends. She was one of those people who always had a positive word for you, even when she was down in the dumps. I had been thinking about her a lot lately, but did not call. I wanted to let her know how much her "Oh, so you are back to being Van" observation meant to me. It put so much in the right perspective. I do regret that I did not pick the telephone to make that call.  When leaving the house to attend her funeral, I returned to my house to change shirts--I wore red just for her. She loved red and would have gotten a kick out of that.