Where I live there are many elderly and disabled tenants - people vulnerable to numerous health issues - so an ambulance is not an uncommon sight. When this happens, everyone checks with each other to see who may be ill or injured. But today, three police cars with the ambulance - something was very wrong. I called a friend and asked if something bad had happened. She said "Bernice died last night". For a moment, it didn't even compute. What? How? Bernice was my friend who lived across the hall from me. I had just talked to her on the telephone the night before. We talked of the beautiful weather, the lilacs that we both loved.
Yesterday was a very sad day. I was in shock - I kept thinking how can this be? I kept going over the conversation we had the night before and think, did I miss something? She was often ill and many times afraid and would call to see if I could come over. I created a weekly med chart for her to help with her medications as she would become confused.
But when I talked to her that night she said that she was feeling ok, just a bit tired and told me of being out and attending a family birthday party last weekend and she had a cute story of the 2 year old birthday boy when he opened his gift of a pair of shorts that she wanted to share. At the end of our conversation we told each other to have a good night and she said that she was just calling to see how I was. Now she is gone. She was alone when she died. Was she afraid? Did she try to call someone? I had not been well and she called to see how I was - and now she is gone. It just didn't compute.
I worked on this making this card for her yesterday. I tried to catch the essence of her. This is for you Bernice. I am missing you, my friend.