As in past blog posts, I am posting old journal entries that helped me get through rough times. Here is one that I found on dying. Writing this journal entry was my way of figuring out how to accept death. My Best Friend’s Husband My best friend’s husband passed away this weekend. I was around when she met him and when they married and had children. He was like a brother to me. Steve wasn’t even 60 years old yet. How does this happen? We are supposed to grow old and enjoy grandchildren and great grandchildren. How is she surviving this horrible loss? How would I ever survive such a…