Sorrow

I have had a number of sorrows this year. Last night I discovered that a friend of old had did of a mix of perscription drugs and alcohol. She was only about 48 or 49, had three kids, and was almost like a second mother to me in the times we used to hang. Her name is Ann Wolfe, and she died on a Tuesday. The world will never know how wonderful she was, do to drugs and alcohol, but I know, and now you know, and thats what counts. May she find peace in death, and I would also like to say that I love her and my afore mentioned friend Dave that I spoke of in another blog. Much love to him as well, and may the see a better after life.