…I received word from Elizabeth that our close friend, Lisa’s mum, Stephanie, passed away at 04:20 this morning after battling various illnesses. Even more tragic is that today would have been her sixtieth birthday, if Rachel is correct.
I remember chatting to Elizabeth’s mum about Steph, not having met her yet. Elizabeth’s mum summed her up as flamboyant. When I eventually did have the honour of meeting Steph, she was flamboyant…and caring…and funny…and loving…and gracious…and inspiring…and the list goes on.
People often say when one no longer walks a road with someone to “remember the good times” – and I do. I have searched the deepest recesses of my mind for a tainted memory of some sort and nothing comes up. I distinctly remember the last time we had a get-together at Lisa’s flat (behind her parents’ house). The lights of the main house were off, so I just popped into the flat – moments later Lisa’s phone rang. Steph was on the line wanting to know why I had not popped in to say hello.
I went in to say hello and we ended up chatting for almost an hour! She was always positive about everything, despite her troubling health. I remember telling her how much the farm takes out of me and that I know it is not something I see myself doing long-term and she would encourage me to do what would make me happy; to never stop dreaming.
She also had a strange, yet fond fascination with my hair. Whenever she saw me she would compliment me on it, or run her fingers through it. She was also always interested in potential romances; she would tease Rachel often about all her “boyfriends”.
My heart is aching terribly today – not only for Steph’s departure; for Lisa and her father and Steph’s mum left behind, but because it brought me to a terrible realization that Steph was younger than both my parents. It made me realize just how fortunate I am to still have them with me. Seems as I get older, Death makes me a little more aware of my mortality.
Steph – You were loved by many, and you will be sorely missed. Rest now, in the arms of the angels.
Reflections of a Misfit 
Sorry for your loss MTM, R.I.P. Steph.
Thank You Cin – I can’t begin to think how Lisa, her dad and her gran must be feeling.
That is so true about becoming more aware of one’s mortality. It is lovely that you have wonderful memories to keep in your heart. I am so sorry for your loss.
Thank you Adee – I think it is because I want to achieve so much in my life, and I realize that my flame can be snuffed without a moment’s notice.
I am so sorry love…positive vibes coming your way!