A week and a half ago one of my friends sisters died . I met Karen through my husband and Diana . Karen had breast cancer and ignored it for over 2 years . She finally went to the doctor , had chemo , did the natural thing , and died at the age of 42 . She had a 10 year old daughter that she alone took care of because her ex abused both of them . Diana ( the sister my hubby introduced me to , who then introduced me to Karen ) had been taking care of her for months before she passed . I didn;t know when to call her......I've only had a few deaths in the family . I finally called her tonight and she was the one who was composed....I was the one crying . It's all a big mess....My hubby played softball for 10 yrs with Karen , he's out of town and won't be back for the memorial . He is devestated .My concern is the 10 yr old kid......last I heard she was going back to her dad . It's so hard to rationalize life.....Karen had a hard life and a hard death . She cleaned schools as her first job , then was a reflexologist as her second job . She was the strongest women I have ever met . Instead of complaining about life , she just plowed ahead . I can only wish that I could be that person when I'm her age .