I have repaired the tiny moth holes in Nancy's light grey cashmere sweater that has cozy pockets and a hood. I have a few of her things and I love wearing them.
Nancy. Elegant. Funny. Honest. And as her sister-in-law said, always the smartest person in the room.
To say it was an honor to be in her close circle of friends is an understatement.
For a long time I felt jipped. I didn't have much time with her, only about 3-4 years when we were really close. We didn’t have the kind of luxury when you think have all the time in the world, the kind of time when you have no idea that death is near.
But we did get to talk about the important things; our dogs, our parents and kids, yoga and food.
And we talked about what it means to really live and die. She was grateful to do that with me. We talked about death a lot.
'Death is certain, the time is uncertain. What should I do now?'
I hold that prayer close.
I miss Nancy.
And she is also part of me.
She said, she was 'sorry to leave the party early’ and we hated to see her go but her life force radically infused those of us that loved her and were loved by her.
Nancy, grace and strength. FLY FREE.