My friend, Lynette, passed on last night.
I wrote about her recently.
We knew it was coming but that doesn’t make it easier.
We’ll miss her.
Her laughter, the kind that fills a room.
Her helpfulness, always willing to lend a hand and befriend those without one.
We always knew when she arrived to a party, her signature, “Whoop whoop!” gave her away.
Come to think of it, she didn’t just liven up a party, she was the party.
I’ll miss her.
Her warmth. Her hilarity. Her humanity.
The good ones always seem to leave us too soon, don’t they?
So today, I’m grateful for a country drive and the chance to sing along to a favorite song of hers.
Rest in peace, sweet friend.
Hey, where did we go
Days when the rains came?
Down in the hollow
Playing a new game,
Laughing and a-running, hey, hey,
Skipping and a-jumping
In the misty morning fog with
Our, our hearts a-thumping
And you, my brown-eyed girl,