So unsurprising -- Susan always seemed to find the right words. As a writer, and as a friend. She just somehow knew how to put it in the right context, the right descriptive phrasing, find the right analogy/metaphor, to make you say, "Oh, OF COURSE, yes, that makes total sense! Thank you! I never thought of it that way, but it's perfect."
She was a brilliant writer, and a thoughtful, generous, wonderfully contemplative friend.
I have so much more to say about her, and will probably try to humbly write up something thorough, because she is someone that should be honored (and because she loved thorough feedback and I loved sending it to her, LOL).
In the meantime, my thoughts are with you, Annie, and with Paul and Ben (who I had the pleasure of meeting once, several years ago, when Susan, Paul and Ben kindly opened their home to me for a week's visit after I got laid off from my job and was feeling completely lost), and to all of your family. You probably already know this, but it bears repeating: she loved you 'kids' all so much, as her children and as the unique individuals that you'd become. She was so proud of each and every one of you, and loved sharing that with all of us here. When not focused on her writing, her LiveJournal entries always seemed to be about family, heart, home, and the beautiful surroundings that she loved to photograph with such insight and wonder.
I send your entire family a warm and comforting hug from afar. I am so sorry for your loss.
Selfishly, I am heartbroken to have lost her as a friend. I can't imagine what life will be like, not seeing her weekly emails popping up in my inbox, sharing with me something new and marvelous to think about.
Even tonight, as I shoveled a mass of snow from the driveway, all I could think about was how beautiful it was, and how quiet, and how Susan would have snapped a photograph of this scene and shared it with all of us as something to ponder and enjoy.
But I just checked my 'Susan/bardsmaid' folder, and I have over 1700 emails from her from over the years, each and every one a treasure I am so glad to have, to look back upon and reread and re-learn from all over again. That is a gift I will always cherish from her, the fantastic conversations and everything she shared with me in those messages, about writing, and love and loss and life in every angle imaginable. It was always about the in-depth conversations and the details of life. That's something I learned from her and appreciated about her, and will always carry with me and try to remember in my own life. To keep my eyes open and appreciate the scenes in front of me from as many angles as possible.
Thank you again so much for calling me, Annie. If you need anything whatsoever, please do not hesitate to call or email me.
She was a brilliant writer, and a thoughtful, generous, wonderfully contemplative friend.
I have so much more to say about her, and will probably try to humbly write up something thorough, because she is someone that should be honored (and because she loved thorough feedback and I loved sending it to her, LOL).
In the meantime, my thoughts are with you, Annie, and with Paul and Ben (who I had the pleasure of meeting once, several years ago, when Susan, Paul and Ben kindly opened their home to me for a week's visit after I got laid off from my job and was feeling completely lost), and to all of your family. You probably already know this, but it bears repeating: she loved you 'kids' all so much, as her children and as the unique individuals that you'd become. She was so proud of each and every one of you, and loved sharing that with all of us here. When not focused on her writing, her LiveJournal entries always seemed to be about family, heart, home, and the beautiful surroundings that she loved to photograph with such insight and wonder.
I send your entire family a warm and comforting hug from afar. I am so sorry for your loss.
Selfishly, I am heartbroken to have lost her as a friend. I can't imagine what life will be like, not seeing her weekly emails popping up in my inbox, sharing with me something new and marvelous to think about.
Even tonight, as I shoveled a mass of snow from the driveway, all I could think about was how beautiful it was, and how quiet, and how Susan would have snapped a photograph of this scene and shared it with all of us as something to ponder and enjoy.
But I just checked my 'Susan/bardsmaid' folder, and I have over 1700 emails from her from over the years, each and every one a treasure I am so glad to have, to look back upon and reread and re-learn from all over again. That is a gift I will always cherish from her, the fantastic conversations and everything she shared with me in those messages, about writing, and love and loss and life in every angle imaginable. It was always about the in-depth conversations and the details of life. That's something I learned from her and appreciated about her, and will always carry with me and try to remember in my own life. To keep my eyes open and appreciate the scenes in front of me from as many angles as possible.
Thank you again so much for calling me, Annie. If you need anything whatsoever, please do not hesitate to call or email me.
Much love,
Sherry
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