by Laura Janis Thompson
I was fortunate . . . for a while, but now, I guess you could say I’m of an age where I’ve begun to go to more funerals. Beyond losing one much loved cousin—barely out of her twenties—to breast cancer, I hadn’t really lost anyone close to me. But soon, death, a snowball, became an avalanche. One by one, I lost both sets of grandparents, a close friend, who was also my accountant, died of a rare heart problem, and my uncle of cancer. More followed. But this post isn’t meant for mourning. It’s meant to share someone wonderful.
Occasionally we meet someone who seems lit from within, someone who radiates warmth and love, who is spiritual in a way that even “chreaster” churchgoers like me are drawn to, a Christian who can quote the Bible but one who still cracks irreverent jokes, who utters that same risqué bon mot on the tip of your tongue, but she’s faster, more clever, and you’re left snorting soda from your nose because she’s just so damn funny. . .
{As Admin, I cannot do Laura’s tribute justice here. Please click the button to read the full story on her Pages and Stories blog. You will be glad you did.}