I just lost my best friend to death. I miss her so much.
One of the memories I have is after cleaning up after Mass and getting ready to lock the church (We were still in the sacristy.) I asked her to look at what was hurting on my back. Of course, off came the blouse and bra — and her words were “Oh my, you have a huge spider bite here.” I didn’t even know what a spider bite looked like, but she told me how to treat it. I re-dressed and locked up the church — happy to know that my friend knew what was bugging me. Pun intended.
I’m so sorry about your loss. It’s good to have someone you can show your “pain” to, physical and metaphorical.