44 is far too young, especially if you have children. I’ll miss the Disney cruise when we dressed up as presidents, except for Greg–I think he was some fat hairy italian woman. I’ll miss the times we hung together and our children played; your son and daughter were born practically at the same time as mine. I’m sorry your husband left you but I’m happy you found another. I’m also sorry my wife and you had that falling out; she feels so guilty now. Lastly, I’m sorry you did not quit smoking, especially with your history of a clotting disorder, but that’s what you wanted and you knew the risks. You lived your life with flair and I’m happy for you now because you know so much more that rest of us do and I have faith that we’ll meet again.
PS, If you catch up with my old man, tell him I said hi. He always liked you.
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