I Pray, I Weep, I Hurt

The news I received this morning was not what I wanted to hear, but I expected to hear it.
Let me try to explain, through the fog of my brain.
I have a neighbour who has always been kind to me, and when I was hospitalized in the fall on 08', she would make the time to come and see me.
She didn't have to do that.
Her husband and I would talk and exchange ideas on lawn care and other mundane stuff.
They were our friends.
Over the past few years, she has had two battles with cancer, and she survived both attacks. Seven months ago, they told me that the cancer had returned and she was booked to get radiation treatment.
I prayed and hoped that she would win another battle.
This morning I saw her husband and was given the news which hit me like a tonne of bricks.
Gloria had passed away and gone to a better place.
I wept and I hurt.
In one's life, you meet people who have an impact on you and make you a better person.
Gloria was one of those people.

To paraphrase Robert Frost
"The woods are lovely, dark and deep. She has kept her promises and earned her sleep"

She is now in the arms of the angels.