I've heard nothing from Z. I didn't expect to. I doubt if I will unless it's bad news, so if I don't hear from her I assume she's doing fine. I'm sure she's happy to be with her sons and daughter-in-law and granddaughters. I started missing her months ago, so this is nothing new. But I wonder if I'll always miss her. It didn't feel like this when we were young and off living our lives in different parts of the world. Then I always knew that we would meet up and catch up and our friendship would go on forever. Forever comes to an end eventually. I bump up against that reality almost every day now. It's the reminder that my days are numbered and I better get about finishing the things I started and trying to make the most of time left to me.