She had one of the most interesting and unique homes I had ever been in.
I wish that I could remember all that she told me about it. She and her husband had built it together from logs they had cut and hewn. Away from town, out in the country, where there was space.
Every room was unique and had a warm, cozy feel.
The annual Christmas party was at her home. The large, open kitchen with its open shelves bespoke of a room where family would be entertained, where friends would love to spend time, where good things happened.
The food was good, but it was the atmosphere in the home that made it so very special each year.
The professors relied on her; she was efficient, effective and very good at what she did.
She was loved and revered by many.
One day she told me something that I think of every time I go to a book store. She said that about once a week, she and her husband would drive the forty miles to Barnes & Noble for "date night." They would spend a couple of hours in the store...each in their own favorite section. Just looking, just browsing, connected by a love of books and each other.
Beautiful Jeanne, your life was cut way too short, way too soon.
You will be missed...oh, you will be missed!
2 comments:
Beautiful truths about a beautiful woman. Thanks for putting into words how I feel. Love, Beverly
I am so sorry for the loss your beautiful friend. She does sound so wonderful from your words. Blessings on her family.
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