One day in October, 2008 I got a comment from someone new who signed her post, ""Love, Renee xoxo."
I wondered who this person was. And why did she sign it "Love, Renee?" We didn't know each other. I don't sign "love" unless I have known the recipient of my affection for some time.
Again, more "Love, Renee xoxo" comments came in before I had a chance to pay her a visit. It didn't take me long to know who she was and it certainly didn't take me long to love her back.
Yes, her profile says that she's living with stage 4 inflammatory breast cancer, but that's not who she is, that's what she has. Her disease does not define her or hold her back.
To me, Renee is pure love. X's and O's are her personal alphabet. I'll never send or receive them again without thinking of her.
Renee has such a way of reaching out to the Universe with the most honest-to-God-no-bullshit vibes, it's viral. Her love is contagious. Her heart is stretched beyond capacity yet she always makes room for one more.
She loves the ravens that I often paint so one day she declared that we are Raven Sisters. I love that!
I could write a book about Renee and what she means to me. Another day perhaps.
Today I just want to be thankful for her. She'll probably never know how much she has helped me and how much influence she still has in my life.
I keep yellow flowers in the studio now. Yellow is her favorite color. Two of my ravens given to me by wonderful friends are standing vigil. The framed angel, another gift from a dear friend is there because Renee herself is an angel. The 'kiss' tile is a blown kiss to her every time I walk by.
We all know this is probably the end of her long battle. She'll leave a legacy of love and X's and O's, har'hars and many F-bombs!
She's Grace with a capital G and I miss her deeply.
Gentle journey Raven Sister.
I know I'll see you again.
love, Lolo xoxo