COOKIES!

“I don’t want to achieve immortality through my work… I want to achieve it through not dying.” — Woody Allen

Deathy jokes are the norm in my family: “One foot on the peel.” “S/he’s tagged and bagged; does s/he really need a box, too?” “Go into the light;  it’s free.” “Who dies on a Wednesday?” “I really didn’t want to be fat to your funeral.” “With all of the suicide options on the table, why overdose? It’s so passé.” And, of course, when it comes to Shiva, aching laughter through tears is customary.

Deathversation wasn’t at the top of my list this weekend. But, here it is. Sudden. Unexpected. DEVESTATING.

COOKIES! Thank you for the privilege of knowing you, laughing with you and learning from you. Thank you for making me a better person and writer. Thank you for mentoring me.

Thank you for being extraordinary.

You shouldn’t have died. You weren’t ready; none of us were.

Riposarsi nella pace; know that you were loved and appreciated.

Love,

Katie

PS: If you feel like throwing me a sign; I’m all lady balls and ears.

Image courtesy of MyInkBlog.com

2 comments

Cormac Brown
Reply

I’m sorry for you loss, Katie-lah.

Katie
Reply

CORMAC – HAND TO GOD, I’VE BEEN THINKING A LOT ABOUT YOU LATELY. How are you? How have you been?

Thanks, doll.

xo

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