Hard loss
The world lost a wonderful woman last week, and JRo one of her oldest friends.
I've only met LT a handful of times but I adored her fun-loving spirit, her edgy sense of humor, the strength she displayed when smacked down by life and by cancer, the grace she brought to the long fight and the horrible treatments she endured with it.
It broke my heart that she lived the last months of her life in the age of Covid-19 and that it kept her so isolated, her family and friends unable to see her, envelop her, be with her in the struggle and in the end. This world can be so brutally hard sometimes.
But especially, I loved her singing and the joy she found in performing and in music. I want to remember her performing a song forever. I hope the music, the memories and joy of it carried her through that last door and that she's happy in a world filled with all the music she could want, now.
JRo has been really sad for months, watching her friend suffer and she took the news on Friday really, really hard. As close as we are after so many years and living in the same house, I saw her need to pull in and process it so I left her in her suite, sending Minnie in every few hours to be petted and cuddled and soothe her auntie. I fed her comfort food on Friday night and put on silly TV and we just quietly sat together with Minnie.
On Saturday Lori E came up with a bottle of bubbles and her hugs and understanding, JRo made waffles and bacon and we ate and talked and toasted our lost friend.
We go on though we are diminished.
I've only met LT a handful of times but I adored her fun-loving spirit, her edgy sense of humor, the strength she displayed when smacked down by life and by cancer, the grace she brought to the long fight and the horrible treatments she endured with it.
It broke my heart that she lived the last months of her life in the age of Covid-19 and that it kept her so isolated, her family and friends unable to see her, envelop her, be with her in the struggle and in the end. This world can be so brutally hard sometimes.
But especially, I loved her singing and the joy she found in performing and in music. I want to remember her performing a song forever. I hope the music, the memories and joy of it carried her through that last door and that she's happy in a world filled with all the music she could want, now.
JRo has been really sad for months, watching her friend suffer and she took the news on Friday really, really hard. As close as we are after so many years and living in the same house, I saw her need to pull in and process it so I left her in her suite, sending Minnie in every few hours to be petted and cuddled and soothe her auntie. I fed her comfort food on Friday night and put on silly TV and we just quietly sat together with Minnie.
On Saturday Lori E came up with a bottle of bubbles and her hugs and understanding, JRo made waffles and bacon and we ate and talked and toasted our lost friend.
We go on though we are diminished.