I gave a call this afternoon to my parents like I do usually during the week to get news and let them know that everything is going fine for me. My mom was gone but I talked to my dad for a little while. Then he brought the news to me: one of their friends was buried yesterday !
Even if I haven't seen the person for a long time, I used to know that he was around, part of the small circle of my parents' friends. But now, knowing that he is gone for ever feels weird. He is not the first to go, unfortunately. In the past year, my parents lost 2 close friends and even if they take the news with control and philosophy, I know that it is very difficult for them each time and that they can't help but to ask the question: who's next ?
When they were young, they got along with a bench of kids like them. My parents were not together yet but that's thank to these friends that they met and got married. For me, all these friends are somehow my parents and I am so grateful that they have been around during my childhood. They tought me, together with my family, what true friendship means. The funny thing is that my 2 best friends are the daughters of 1 of the couples. We grew up together and shared a lot of unforgettable moments. Even if we do not see each other often, we know that whatever happens, we are there for each others. They are probably the only one. I never experienced such feeling with anyone else, and will probably never.

One more gardian angel is flying away... I will never get used to this deep feeling of sorrow.