Thursday, May 1, 2014

Short, but good.

Somehow my thoughts floated to the moments and stories of when we all began to learn about your death.

I wept and needed to hold hands with Mariah. We later went to the Farmer's Market and ate lots, walked lots, and tried to flirt with a cute Filipino boy. [Huge fail, by the way.]

Paula and Aseem laughed as they imagined you saying, "And I am expecting a huge tattoo of my face somewhere on your body!"

Yes, we were all upset you were gone, but we also had incredible peace about your going.

And maybe that's what the evidence of a life well-lived is... sadness mixed with an indescribable lightness and peace at the person who's gone.

Your life was short, but quite wonderful.

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