Dear Ann Landers, have this friend who would give me the shirt off her back. She's the kindest, most con-siderate person I know, but she has a habit that drives me crazy. Maybe if I understood it better I could be more tolerant Mrs. X laughs constantly-in the middle of sentences-at the end of sentences-during moments of silence -she gives out with that little laugh that gets on my nerves. I once had a teacher like that and couldn't figure her out either. Is there some explanation for people who laugh when nothing is funny? CLENCHED FISTS AND GRIND-ING TEETH
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Dear Readers, , whatever they needed I provided. What really hurt my son and I the most was the obituary - we were not mentioned at all. Our friends (mine and hers) were appalled. I was embarrassed and upset for not just me, but for my son-who loved her also. I never been so upset. Her x-husband put his wife and kids and their grandchildren in the obituary, who my girlfriend barely knew. They live an hour away from us. I know its silly to be mad over a little section of the newspaper, but it still hurts. Will time let this devastating loss of her and this article ever go away? I am so angry at this whole situation, its not like we can go and rewrite an obituary notice.
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