She is no longer with us, but allow me to talk about how alive she is. She loved her family, laughed and made others laugh. She made her way through the world at a speed we envied and many of us had a sense of wonder as she plowed through her schoolwork. She seemed energized by what she called her "second childhood" and was delighted that she could find new ways of looking at the world. It never occurred to her that things could go badly for her. That misplaced confidence is what I will take with me. I will think about her often as I drive up and down the highway, because I know she spent so much of the last few years on the road, to class, work and ultimately the doctors.
Wouldn't all of us love to know we left something meaningful behind us? Wouldn't we all love knowing we had planted such a strong seed? Not just a desire to enjoy life, but an actual example of how to start over with pizazz. She didn't always like to show how she felt but she felt plenty.
Best of luck __________-,
hang your arm out the car window and let the breeze catch your hair, let the breeze take you away.
Thank you.