she was dying of breast cancer.It was awful, but I got to spend every day with her. In 1999, the next best friend died of Lou Gherig's disease, 2 months after that, my husband of 15 years died of a thorasic aortic aneyurism (sp). This was all horrible. Now, just a little bit ago, my final really good friend came by to tell me she has a malignant mass in her brain. I am beside myself with sorrow and worry for her. She wants my help, but, what if I'm not strong enough mentally, physically, or emotionally? Noone has to respond, I guess I just needed to vent... sorry, y'all.