Her name is Margaret

[luvflamingos]

These may be some of the stupidest questions ever. Why does losing someone hurt soo much?? We can care for someone. Yet they leave. Why? Why should we care if its going to hurt so much. Why? Some gave me no chance, but she left. Why? She was my age when I was first diagnosed. I made to this day. Why didn't she???? She looked up to me. I feel like I let her down. I did not do for her what Charlie did for me. I am sorry. I am soo sorry.

We share the same name. I am (Mary) Margaret. Her name is Margaret. I love you. You will forever be remembered!!!!!

[Janelle]

Unfortunately, I don't think there are any answers to those questions. I don't think you let her down at all. In fact, I think you are doing the right thing by keeping her in your memory and showing your love for her

[Nicole!]

We care for people because it is in our nature. All those years of happiness is worth the few months of pain. Just remember that you will feel better everyday. She would want you to be happy, so try your best to keep moving forward. Tomorrow is a new day.

Wouldn't you want to spend some years being happy rather then live those years cold and unfeeling? I know that the highs and lows of your feelings can be confusing, but I promise that you will feel better. Just hang in there.

Good luck and take care.

[luvflamingos]

Thank you Janelle and Nicole. I did not know her long. She was so sweet. I am not sure she knew how sick she was, but I have been here before and I knew. We shared the same name so there was a bigger connection for me I think. I miss her so much.

[Ali Baba]

I suppose the amount you hurt shows how much you cared for that person, and how much they meant to you. It's really quite a beautiful thing. It hurts now, but time will heal the pain and you'll be left with memories and love for that person.

[luvflamingos]

Yeah, I get that Ali. Thank you. Her parents came to see me today. They brought me a tree and docorated it. It is their first Christmas without Margaret and they thought of me. I cried so hard. We hugged for the longest time. Knowing me, I will probably write about it. It meant so much to me.