It's sad to see that friends are doing it to each other with another friends recent death. She was just a human, she was not perfect, she gossiped and did mean things behind backs, along with the kindness and love and joy she shared. But we tend to raise the dead to sainthood. I have reached a low tolerance for it at this point of my life. Let go and go on...
And I'm tired after a long day, so am saying more here than I would normally. I choose to focus on positive rather than negative and am tired of those who choose otherwise.
In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.