My Heart is Breaking

I mentioned a while back that one of my best friends from junior high has been battling what started out as cervical cancer. When I found out about it I knew that the outcome wasn't going to be her beating it for a second time. Her last update on Face.bo0k was that a scan had showed the cancer had spread to her bones. That was in late June. I have been thinking of her a lot lately and finally got up the courage to email her cousin for an update last night. Here is what she wrote back:
 

Hi Sarah. I wish I could give u better news but she is not doing well at all. The cancer has taken over. She has been pretty much bed ridden for the last several months due to the pain and pain meds. She is taking heavy doses of morphine and her hospice nurse says she probably only has days left. A week or two at the most. She hasn't eaten in I don't know how long. She is having trouble even drinking now. She can barely speak and is very weak. It's so sad to see her this way. My heart just breaks for her and her girls. I have been taking the girls on the weekends whenever I can. (She) and (husband) haven't even told them that she has cancer. It's going to be devastating for them when (she) goes. I will let u know if anything changes.
(Cousin) 

 Her girls are just 8 and 5. I remember from the time I met her in 7th grade that she wanted to be a mom more than anything. She was told as a young woman that she had an odd shaped, tilted uterus and it would be difficult for her to get pregnant. It took a long time but it finally happened. I was so happy for her when she called and told me she was pregnant the first time I rushed over to see her. She brought the baby in to see me at work shortly after she was born and a couple more times in the year following. I didn't see her again for nearly 3 years at our 10yr high school reunion and she was pregnant again! That was the last time I saw her, five years ago. 

She and I had a special bond. We kind of went our separate ways early in high school but there was never any hard feelings about it. No matter how long it had been since we had talked or seen each other we could just fall right back in like no time had passed at all. She was my first partner in crime. She was the first and only person I sneaked out with (and got caught once) to meet boys. She was the first person I had alcohol with. (Spiced rum and orange juice don't mix, same silly boys.) I bought us Best Friend pendants (a round pendant cut down the middle with a heart on each side) at a fair and had them engraved with our names, I still have the half with her name on the back. 

I don't want to see her sick and dying but I wish I could at least go to whatever service her family has for her. Unfortunately I know I won't be able to due to the distance and financial constraints.

I'm not religious but if you could spare a thought or prayer that she doesn't suffer in her final days and that her husband and children find peace when she is gone I'd really appreciate it. 

Live, Laugh, Love! (She has this all over her F.B page.)