I have to admit–Lauren’s last days and her death put me in a dark sort of place a while.
It’s hard to describe how much I miss her. I mostly miss her because she could always hold out hope. No matter how grouchy and anxious I felt, she could always dangle hope out there. I miss how she was so proud of who I was becoming in my formation. Sometimes I feel sorrow that my process has gone on so long people are literally dying off before we even know 100% if it’s going to happen. Continue reading