My best friend died just three hours ago. We’d been together for around 25 years. Through thick and thin. Good and bad times. The longest and closest relationship I’d ever had, or for that matter, ever likely to have. But finally, it was time to let go. I had to do what one does for what one loves. Let go. A dignified death. It’s the least that can be done, to honour a life well lived. I don’t know how my life will be now. I do know it will never be the same again. Fred has lost his best friend also. I’m just taking it moment to moment. My dear friends are helping to deal with the details. Bless them. Tomorrow will be a very difficult time. The burial. But that is tomorrow. Just now I am dealing with moment to moment. Because, that is really, all we have. Moments to moments. Make them count.