In a few minutes I'm heading to a memorial service for the sister of one of my best friends. She passed away Sunday morning in her sleep, after a long bout with brain cancer.<\/p>\n
It's funny how, sometimes, we can know someone for years and years and never really know them. I actually met her back in 1983 the first time at my friend's wedding, then only saw her a few times after that, as she was always very busy working with her then husband at a restaurant\/bar. I never paid much attention to any of that stuff, as I saw other family members all the time, including her kids, so I can't say that I ever missed her.<\/p>\n
It's probably only been the last 3 or 4 years that I've actually gotten to know her better. She was a very funny lady, very smart, and even though I only saw her on special occasions, I actually felt like I had been gypped all those years from not having the chance to get to know her better. She was a friendly and warm person also, and it's kind of ironic now that about 3 years ago she asked me if I knew some places where she might be able to get insurance. She didn't have the cancer then, but just knowing she needed insurance seems kind of serendipitous at this point.<\/p>\n
Days ago I asked how well do we know people<\/a>. I didn't get to know her well enough if you ask me. But I do know her kids pretty well, and now I'll go and pay my respects to the family. She did a pretty good job in raising them; I guess that's the best testament anyone can give to someone in the long run.<\/p>\n