I recently learned that a lovely friend from years ago passed away suddenly.
As I sat in sadness and disbelief, the word that surfaced to mind was grace.
She was authentic, kind, loving, funny, brilliant and talented. Simply put, she was a beautiful being inside and out.
The last time I saw her, she was in town for business. I was finishing up a yoga class and heard laughter coming from the front entrance of the studio. Although it had been years since I’d seen her, I recognized her voice instantly. We embraced as old friends do and promised to get together again someday soon.
In my early days as a mom, I was fortunate enough to meet a group of amazing women. We were all in the same boat, trying to stay afloat. Once a week, we would gather together at my friends place for coffee, chicken wings and loads of laughter. The kids would run wild and the moms would sit. Some of us would breastfeed; some would play the piano and we would all share stories about our husbands—none of whom could do more than one thing at a time, even if their life depended on it. At the centre of it all and the light in the room was my dear friend.
To know her was to love her.
I am truly grateful that our paths crossed. I know that her presence brightened lives and inspired many.
My friend led a graceful life and she will be greatly missed.
Sorry to hear about your loss, Karen. Cherish the great memories and they will sustain you. xoxo
Thanks so much my dear friend Lise xoxoxo