Yesterday evening, Jeff and I had the pleasure of attending a celebration of life for a woman who we really barely knew, but who had made a mark on our lives during the short 5 years we knew her. Why would I say we had the "pleasure" of attending something that is usually very somber and sad? Well, it was a bit somber and sad, but remembering her and her life should make those who attended, who knew her much longer than we did, to smile.
We only met back in 2015, at least that is when I believe we met. Since that time, we've probably only been together a handful of times for birthday celebrations or other special events. At each of these events, my friend never hesitated to include me in conversations, enquire about events of my life, or just to share and discuss current events in the area. Even if Jeff and I were the "outsiders" in the group, she and her husband were always always always welcoming and truly seemed joyful to see us.
It was probably that year in 2015 that I experienced her kindness for that first time. I had just completed all of the work to earn an advanced degree in education and had just graduated from the university. A few days later I received some flowers to congratulate me for completing my hard work. Something totally unexpected from someone I barely knew. Yes, some of my family congratulated me on my accomplishment, but this was from someone I barely knew.
Over the next few years up until just about 2 months before her passing, she and I would usually correspond via cards and letters but occasionally by phone. I always enjoyed when I received a note from her and would usually immediately reply. It actually took me back to over 50 years ago when I would have to correspond with my grandmother via letters back in the 60's. Those letters from my grandmother were some of my greatest treasures and I came to treasure the letters from my friend as well.
I know that her family will be missing her terribly, especially around the holidays that are fast approaching, but every day as well. I know that she corresponded with them often, sometimes daily. From what I know of you, Katie, you lived a good life. I will certainly miss our chats and conversations.
As she neared the end of life, she and I had written each other one more time. I had told her I would love to be able to come and just sit with her but I also knew that having company was an exhausting feat for her so I was unable to do that. As she was nearing the end, her daughters asked I would be available to come and assist with her, if needed and if my friend would allow. I told them that I would be honored to help. Unfortunately for me, I never got that opportunity. That actually took me back to 2008 when my own mother was laying in the hospital very close to death. While I was there, close to her, there was really nothing I could do for her but to just be there.
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