I said goodbye to a friend tonight. The relationship had actually ended before my husband died, but in the midst of the fog of his death and my subsequent grief, I didn’t notice that she *wasn’t* there.
I found out a bit of the background of why she chose to end the friendship. But she chose not to tell me until this week – and even then – she used a casual conversation I had with her husband as a catalyst to blame me and use that blame to fully disconnect.
It hurts. I’m not going to lie. The loss of a friend at this point in my life is something that I really don’t need.
I don’t blame her, I don’t fault her, she made a choice that was best for her. It is her loss, however. I *don’t* need friends who are not true.
I have, remarkably, gained friends. People have come into my life who have been amazing support and even more amazing friends. I am grateful for each and every one of them.
Thank you to my friends for being my friends. I love you all 🙂 ❤