Six months ago today this happened. It still seems impossible. It is still pointless and impossibly sad.
As I said in that earlier post, I really didn’t know Lorena. She was a friend of a friend. About a week later, I attended a memorial celebration. It was one of the most moving experiences of my life. Family members, friends,and co-workers, loved ones all, rose to describe an extraordinary woman, a “warrior” in her husband’s words, who loved and supported and advised them. She made a deliberate effort day after day to make this world a better place for others. One person. One cause. One day at a time. She succeeded.
We should all live a life so well remembered.
I think about that memorial service and Lorena every single day.
You should too.
A Few Spokes Shy of a Wheel 