I miss you, Gail! I don't wonder where you are. Maybe I don't have any faith, maybe I don't care. You have gone, and I miss you. We had fun together, we hung out without having to do anything.  We discussed everything important and everybody we knew, analyzing each until we reached a satisfactory conclusion.  I miss that, hearing your unique take on the world and the people in it. I remember stories of your children and your  childhood.  I want it all back!  I want to call your sister Jackie and talk to her for some reason. I had no idea how important you were to me until you were gone. I'm sad without your friendship and support. Mostly I miss the fun we had together.  Do you believe that people recognize each other in the afterlife? I guess you know by now.  Will we ever hang out again?  Do we set things right with our families?  Will we even care anymore? Are we healed there?  I miss our conversations. I hope you are well and happy wherever you are and I hope that you are totally healed and whole and free from the pain of life here on earth.