Wednesday, March 15, 2017

The Actual OA

Remembering this wonderful Angel, every day, but more this time of year, I still feel so sorry for anyone who didn't have the chance to meet her.  She cared about everyone she came across.  She sought and found good in the flawed, the abandoned, the misunderstood.  She stopped everything to listen to a stranger's tale.  She accorded each person the dignity they deserve.  There's no greater inspiration, and I was so lucky to be her daughter. Her light was brilliant, deep and warm.

As I look for light in the world, I'm looking for her.

1 comment:

  1. Weeping at my desk. Such a beautiful tribute to a uniquely beautiful woman...such an imprint she's left on us--especially through you. So much love, Sweet Friend. <3