Aww, man, I had to read this twice. Beautiful writing and a joy to have a friendship circle of that length and magnitude. It also reminds me of the things I think about more as I grow older. Like will there be a day where I'll be sitting with a terminal friend? What would I do or say? Or will there be a day where this is me? I think that's why I'm so pressed to do all the things now that I have yet to do. Virtual bear hugs to you.
As I read this, all I could think of was how lucky, how very special and lucky you all were to have had each other right up until the end. I am sorry for your loss.
Wow. WOW. What a stunning piece of writing this is, Joyce. The love, the deep friendship, the gratitude, and the bravery. I did not want it to end. I don't really imbibe these days, but nevertheless, I wanted to go out drinking with all three of you. Preferably in a downtown NYC dive. Preferably when we were all in our 30s. Is that too much to ask?
I would gladly read a whole novel/memoir of these three women. The Unmarriageables.
Within the first few lines, I was distracted by some Life Thing I needed to attend to, but I knew I had to come back, so I saved this tab until I knew I could give it my full, undivided attention. What a payoff. Thank you so much. You helped me experience gratitude for invaluable friendships of my own, some life-changing relationships.
I am so sorry for your loss. I am also glad for the friendship you had, and grateful you committed some of it to the page with such skill and grace.
This tribute radiates love and understanding of old, treasured friendships. I am so sorry. Wear that top forever.
Aww, man, I had to read this twice. Beautiful writing and a joy to have a friendship circle of that length and magnitude. It also reminds me of the things I think about more as I grow older. Like will there be a day where I'll be sitting with a terminal friend? What would I do or say? Or will there be a day where this is me? I think that's why I'm so pressed to do all the things now that I have yet to do. Virtual bear hugs to you.
Hugs to you.
As I read this, all I could think of was how lucky, how very special and lucky you all were to have had each other right up until the end. I am sorry for your loss.
What loving friends.
Great.
Thank you. Glad read yours before TNYTIMES' obituary.
Invictus, Sue, and love to Joyce and Christy. What a service you provided, and what memories you preserve.
Wow. WOW. What a stunning piece of writing this is, Joyce. The love, the deep friendship, the gratitude, and the bravery. I did not want it to end. I don't really imbibe these days, but nevertheless, I wanted to go out drinking with all three of you. Preferably in a downtown NYC dive. Preferably when we were all in our 30s. Is that too much to ask?
I would gladly read a whole novel/memoir of these three women. The Unmarriageables.
Within the first few lines, I was distracted by some Life Thing I needed to attend to, but I knew I had to come back, so I saved this tab until I knew I could give it my full, undivided attention. What a payoff. Thank you so much. You helped me experience gratitude for invaluable friendships of my own, some life-changing relationships.
I am so sorry for your loss. I am also glad for the friendship you had, and grateful you committed some of it to the page with such skill and grace.
no newspaper no matter how revered could improve upon this loving intuitive memory chant....even if she can no longer thank you we can !!
What a beautiful tribute. I’m so sorry, Joyce. ❤️
Oh, Joyce, this is such a beautiful heartfelt and heartbreaking tribute to your beloved friend.
Beautiful. Thank you for writing this.
Heartbreaking, but how lucky you all are...how lucky......
Ohhh myyyy...
Beautifully writing.