A friend of mine passed away - I don't recall how many years we've known each other - over two decades or more. We bonded over our love of art, fabric, thread and talking about dysfunction and women's issues.
She was older than me - a few decades or more.
Way more sophisticated and wise to the wonders of the world.
Our pasts were so different - and maybe the times in which we were born, and our families.
Her view of the world was large and experienced. Mine was small and less so.
She carried lots of sorrow with her as she lived and loved.
We were a pair of opposites.
Learning from each other.
Working through our life lessons.
Sharing our unique experiences.
She was a cheerleader of my art and one that I respected for she was beyond talented with a needle and thread. Intricate detailed and precise - with wild abandon and an imagination that stretched out far. I guess I was her cheerleader too.
She lived her Dash...
I was only aware of her last few decades - much of her life had been lived by the time I met her. In the later years we saw each other more - the more housebound she became. We texted and shared the things we made and our lives.
She didn't like clutter or holding on to anything she no longer wanted or used. I became her hand-me-down girl. When she gave me her last pile of treasures, I asked if her creative spirit was attached, she smiled and said "of course". She was my fairy godmother of sewing supplies and her treasures are now sprinkled into mine.
She liked my texts, of nature and art and even my grandchildren. I was passing to her parts of life that seemed out of reach for her.
I asked her about if she slept lots now, and she said no - I am spending my time remembering.
I then sent her a text about all that I remember of her. Her last text back to me was -
Thank you.
My phone lost a contact - a resource and voice I had come to love.
The world will be different without you.
They say if you want to be near someone you lost- to do what they love.
She and her spirit will continue to be with me when I create
May your spirit now fly - to horizons beyond your imagination.
Rest in peace was never for you - you wanted to be free and limitless - feeling alive and vital.
I will carry you in my heart and feel the absence of where you used to be.
I am grateful for our friendship.