Thinking a lot this about a dear friend that passed away at the end of this summer. It's been kinda tough. But it got me thinking some more about her and the legacy she left behind. The biggest thing that resounded through all that's been said about her was love. What a beautiful legacy to leave behind.
We were co-workers to begin with, and we turned into friends. It's been really hard going to work and wishing there was somebody to talk to, and then remembering all the silly chats her and I used to have about grey's anatomy, or even fibromyalgia (i'd take that again any day). It made me think, wow this is really hard and we weren't even as close as I would've liked to have been. She was such a great woman. I thought, how awful must this be for those who were her best friends.
It made me think, what kind of legacy do I want to leave behind, someday? I don't care about people liking my artwork or my poetry, or my ; I hope that when people remember me, they remember me as fondly as those who knew and remember Sue.
I miss you a lot, today. I won't ever hear Norah Jones the same; I won't ever drive by a Curves without thinking of you. I won't ever rub my fingers without thinking you. You were one of the silliest, most lovable people I've ever known, and I'm glad to have.
