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A horrible day

This blog is supposed to look at the lighter side of life but today I cannot find it.   A friend with whom I have played tennis twice a week for years, left tennis as usual on Thursday evening, took an overdose and died.  It took three days to find her,  during which time I had been texting, worried that she had not responded.   It didn't occur to me that something so horrible had happened.  She was a troubled soul but nothing indicated on Thursday that she intended to take such drastic action.  We, the friends who played with her and her family are in shock.   Only in her fifties, she had 3 children whom she adored.  I went to the club to leave a card for her husband and the men were playing tennis as usual.  The women have cancelled their games.  Who is right?  Would Caroline have wanted us to stop playing?  Probably not but a light has been turned out in the club which will never shine again.



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