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Losing old friends...
A couple of weeks ago on 5th May, one of my oldest friends passed away after fighting cancer for a year.
Gill was nearly 33, and we met in primary school. She was always so full of life, brought light and laughter to every occasion and worked or volunteered all over the world since her gap year before university.
Here is her family's blog post, and her university's department have written an obituary here.
As you can read from those kind words, she was an amazing person and did so much in so short a time.
Here are some photos I have of her, sadly we grew up in a time before smartphones and social media so most of our childhood photos are probably stored away in photo albums in peoples lofts!
I actually didn't find out until 8th May, but for a few days before that I'd been getting really concerned that her most recent Facebook updates had involved a lot more trips into hospital than when she was doing chemotherapy, and then they'd stopped in mid-April. I was close to messaging some people I know are close to her to find out if she was ok.
Her family had started letting people close to her know, but didn't want the news to spread before they could get ahead of it so a lot of her oldest friends have been joining a private Facebook chat as we've been hearing the news. Today her family published the above blog post to her Facebook and so I thought I should finally write something for here.
Her funeral is next week in London and will likely be just family, but in the following weeks events are being planned back in our hometown and I will be sure to head home for those, her birthday is towards the end of May and I think that is one date people will wish to mark in her honour.
Bye Gill, you're gone way too soon.




I'm sorry about your friend. :(
Cancer can get fucked.
I'm so sorry to hear about this.
I'm so sorry.
So sorry for your loss. This is so rough :(
:( many hugs for you in this rough time. I'm sorry
So sorry :-(
I'm so very sorry. All my positive thoughts and hugs for you.
I'm sorry to hear this.
I'm never good at saying the right thing in this situation. Anything I say just sounds hollow. But I echo those saying I am sorry this happened, and I also echo the sentiment that cancer can go fornicate itself with a sharp stick.
ooh wow. far, far, far too young. i'm so sorry.