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Pastimes : Pray for Edwarda. -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Cisco who wrote (875)	6/19/2000 5:10:00 PM
From: SI Bob	Read Replies (7) \| Respond to of 1576

I've been trying to put down some of my thoughts for hours. Writing, erasing, writing, erasing. You've given me a great springboard, though, Cisco. Edwarda and I had a strange and wonderful friendship. She knew how limited and precious my time is and that my job precludes me from ever getting "too close" (a notion today's events are making me re-think -- I've suspended some of my best friends; I think I can be trusted), and has always respected that, and was always understanding if I couldn't chat or was slow to reply to one of her bizarre and hilarious greeting cards. Anyone who ever talked with her knew the full measure of her love for them. I certainly did. She was never one to hold back on that count. Not only was she openly loving, she was amazingly perceptive. There were times she knew I was upset or just plain mad, even though I hadn't said so, and would write words of encouragement. She wasn't the most prominent stock-picking guru, dirt-digger, or market timer, but most people would be amazed to know just how astute she was in market matters. She was an important part of this community in many ways. Not memorable to this cyber-cop for any infractions, or for reporting them, but more for always having a ready smile when I'm walking the beat and end up in her neighborhood. I'm really going to miss that smile. The one that says "You're alright" so clearly that you start to believe it yourself even if you were feeling otherwise. To paraphrase a thought I've heard before, I'm not particularly angry at God for having taken her from us so soon. Instead, I'm grateful that he shared her with us for so long. At least, that's what I'm trying to tell myself. Sorrow at the passing of a friend is a powerful emotion, no matter how well you tried to prepare yourself for it happening. Goodbye, Edwarda. You were very special to us. That fact that we could so easily take your love for granted perhaps epitomized how clearly you conveyed it to us. And we feel the same about you. Bob