Here’s a photoshop sketch I did today of Tammy playing with a friend’s dog:
I’ve been thinking of what kinds of things I want to say when I speak at her memorial service in September, so I read through some old letters tonight. I thought maybe they would make me sad, missing her, but instead I found myself laughing out loud in parts. I am so grateful that I saved those letters because they are as real and tactile today as they were thirteen years ago. It reminds me also of the lost art of writing letters. On my behalf anyway. Email kind of killed my letter writing drive, yet a lot of my friends still write to me from across the miles. So I hope to take up pen and paper this week and get back to it. Too many times I’ve said “Oh tomorrow”. It doesn’t take long once I start and the benefits are reaped on both sides. A good friendship can always be made stronger by wonderful letters written and sent with love. It’s how Tammy and I kept in touch for a great deal of our friendship. And those letters are treasured even moreso after her passing. Thanks to your faithful letters, “Little Miss”, I will always have your words to read when I need your laughter, wisdom, love and hope!