Me again, playing in my art journal. Another very cathartic layout for me, and another tissue alert for those that read this post. I'll keep it brief.
Some 23 years ago, I began a job as a paralegal in a state youth and family services division. There I met a gregarious woman name Trish. It was obvious that Trish was opinionated, smart, and a LOT of fun! We became quick friends, a friendship that would span over two decades. A lot changed over those 20+ years. I left that job, got married, had children, moved out of state,and started a new career. During that time, our friendship remained constant. It wasn't that we had to talk to each other every day, we would speak every couple of weeks, and make plans to get together and just enjoy each other's company. She and her husband were family - heck, her husband is my daughter's Godfather, so you can see our lives were intertwined.
Trish retired and moved to the beach..a move she had talked about for years. I spoke with her just a month ago, she was loving her beach life as much as always and we were trying to make plans to get down there.
Then I got the terrible news. Trish had lung cancer. I was devastated, my family was devastated. We prayed and waited for updates. Unfortunately, less than a week after getting the diagnosis, she was gone. Her poor heart was too weak to undergo any treatment. I never got the final chance to tell her how much I loved her, how much she meant to me and my family and to thank her for being a part of my life.
I got that terrible news on Sunday and went upstairs and started on this page. I did it for Trish - she loved to garden and had quite the green thumb. I could spend hours writing about her, but it's still just too fresh. She was such a fun person, had a big heart, and loved life. My hope is she knows how much she meant to me!
Love you Trish!