Thanks guys... I think the worst part is that I knew her well, but don't really know anybody in her family or her other friends, so I don't feel comfortable going to the funeral, and didn't go to the hospital when she was alive. That's always such an awkward thing when her family is in such a vulnerable state to show up. I've been on both sides of that.
We took pilates classes together, and we would get to class 30-45 min early just to bullshit, talk about our dogs, talk about our awesome husbands, to be in awe that she looked 25 but was 40, etc. Then we'd stay after class to bullshit more. I'd visit her at her work, and she saw me through every single week of my pregnancy, more than my friends and most family. She was just a sweet, gentle, caring person that you couldn't help but love.