

What a week. I am so glad it is finally over.
Last week my friend Donna had a migrane for two days, Thursday & Friday. Sunday she was at her friends house getting ready to watch the season finale of Grease. Meanwhile, I was sitting in front of the TV at home, watching. Donna, didn't get to see the show because she collasped on the floor before it started. Her best friend performed CPR while the paramedics were on the way, but she was already gone. She had an anurysm.
I got the call Monday morning before work that she was gone. It was a tough to hold it together and go to work, with her desk sitting there empty. Many of the girls went home after coming to work to hear about this. I took an Ativan and sat at my desk trying to get through what is normally my busiest time of the month. Everyone was shocked. She was the nicest person I ever knew...and I am not just exagerating. At her funeral on Thursday, one week after her headache began, her family members spoke to a full church about how she was the nicest person. She was always joking and had a brain full of one liners, a witty comeback for everything. She was nice to everyone, and saw the good in everyone, even if that was difficult at times. You could always count on Donna to be cheerful and helpful. She never spoke bad about anyone, ever. That is just who she was. That was Donna Hudson.
I tried to find photos of her to post. We spent weeks together in Houston. Donna was either taking the picture or ducking out of it...lol. I have about 10 pics of her back, or a leg, as she was escaping the shot. I have a couple from work, but I wish I had taken more.
I wish I had talked more to her last week. I wish I had gone to lunch with her, instead of being so busy with work. I still remember her saying "Bye Gurl" when she left the office the last time I saw her. You never know when your time will be up. One day you are here and the next day you are gone.
We will all miss you so much gurl. I only hope you are in a better place now.
Hard to think that when I took the below doggie pics last Sunday, it was the last hours on Donna's life. I wish I had called her. You just never know.










