Memoirs: Death of a friend 50 Articles

by Lisa Hunt Warren

He wasn't all that close a friend, so when I realized that the lack of activity around his house signaled his passing I was taken somewhat aback by my own sense of emptiness and sadness. Because he wasn't a close friend o...read more

by Jack Rabottini

Goodbye to Old Friends "Oh come with old Khaiyyam, and leave the wise To talk: one thing is certain, that life flies. One thing is certain, and the rest is lies: The flower that once bloomed forever dies." I forg...read more

by Susan Cooper

Melissa She was in her 50s just like me when we met through my gentleman friend over 5 years ago. We immediately clicked, plus we had something in common we both had chronic, long-term illnesses. I had had M.E. for 2...read more

by Michelle Mueller

An Experience of Suffering: A Death at Nineteen The summer after freshman year (of college), my high school friend David Volzone died instantly in a car accident. We were nineteen. David had taken a road trip to visit f...read more

by Dr Freon

It was in May of 1987 and a fine mist was in the air, not really raining but dampening everything that was there. The weather, the mood, the whole day seemed as if it were from a time that has already been lived through...read more

by Doreen Valdati

It was a balmy, summer evening and the air was gently pushing us toward the large Victorian home that held many answers. We crept up the porch stairs, trying not to miss an inch of the elaborate railings and trim. My fri...read more

by Jack Myles

It's hard to define adulthood, or rather pinpoint when it is a human being reaches this status. Legally, it's on our eighteenth birthday, but who among us feels any different simply because a few more pages have been torn ...read more

by Littledreamer76

Numb. About two hours before we heard about my husband's health problem. I got the news that a friend had died. Angie was, well it sounds like the same stuff everyone says about someone when they have passed away but it's...read more

by Kim Latham

It's been twelve years, that's right twelve years since he left me. Every day that passes, every cold winters day, every tear I let roll down my cheeks is usually because I am thinking of him. My best friend O and I me...read more

by Tara Dubie

I was only 3 years old when I met my best friend. She was 5 and lived across the alley from the apartment building we were moving into. I apparently overheard my mom ask the caretaker if there were any other children in ...read more

by Jessica Gdula

She Was too Young "It could have been me." The thought continuously raced through my head as I stood there overlooking my beloved friend's lifeless body lying in the pine box sitting at the altar of the funeral home. At 2...read more

by Bret Aldridge

My friend Huey. A long time ago I had a friend named Huey Cox. Upon first meeting him, I couldn't help but notice how thin he was, and that he grew his hair long to avoid people noticing his lack of it. After we g...read more

by Tina Blanchard

Dear Kim, I'm so sorry. I wish I had gone home from school that day. I wish I had stuck to our plan. I never thought for a moment that being late would mean never playing with you again. Damn the lure of that big ye...read more

by Kelly King

Walter was my angel. He was kind and loving and forgiving. He died almost two years ago, yet I still miss him every day. The pain doesn't ever go away, but sometimes I'm able to ignore it for just a little while. Other tim...read more

by Nannette Dell

Linda and I became friends because we were neighbors and had daughters about the same age. I saw her just about every day. I m a coffee drinker and she was a tea drinker. I would go so far as to say that she was a tea-ohol...read more

by Michael Novogradac

This will be the first time for me to write anything about him. It has been nearly five years since my Dad passed away, unknown to me until after he was dead and buried. Thanks to my mother. I can't find it in my ...read more

by Crystal Mathis

On May 9th 2005 I woke up thinking that everything was going to be ok. I had had a bad weekend and I had thought maybe today will be better. I was coming down the stairs on my way to the kitchen when I heard the phone ring...read more

by Vicki Phipps

He will always be forever young to me, but a scene from an old TV show called, "The Wonder Years," seemed to express best what I could never explain. "Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you ar...read more

by Rey Garza

Joe was the jock with the golden heart and a smile for everyone, not like the rest of the jocks who walked around all full of themselves. He had been my best friend since the sixth grade. As we went through high school, we...read more

by Gail Kismet

If you want to hear God laugh... tell him your plans. In April of 2006, I was in the process of putting my life back together. I was taking accelerated nursing classes that took nearly all of my time. I was dealing wi...read more