My old Scrabble buddy, Cindi, is gone many years too soon. I am glad that in her last days she had good friends and good memories of time with them. The last few years of her life, her death, and her circumstances strike me very hard and I thank the people who were close to her for being there. Life will go on for all of us, and then it will end. There is lots of "woulda, coulda, shoulda" that tears at me as I remember her, but maybe it can extend to the people around and still living.