another funeral

another funeral not shocking or a surprise I am seventy-two I could probably go to one every week like my sister if I still lived in a small town This is my friend’s brother’s funeral the last funeral I attended was another friend’s sister’s. I have eight core friends They are all alive and kicking But most of their siblings have not been so lucky Except for my best friend. She has eight sisters and a brother. They are all alive and well as of this morning. I also have my siblings; we are the lucky ones