Walk On
I was at Water Country USA in Williamsburg this weekend and I saw a yound women with a port. (As I’m sitting here writing this Jessie my 4 year old started talking about Patti to her baby doll - very interesting and out of the blue!) Anyway, after I saw that lady I started thinking about Patti and how I wished she were there with me and feeling regret that we didn’t do even more things together in the time we had. She was so much fun! I think about her almost daily, and honestly I mostly feel sad when I do. Occasionally I smile. I miss her too much still to smile about it. Then I feel guilty because the last thing she would want me to do is waste my time feeling sad. She was such a good confidant. I am still in awe of how she handled her challenges. I feel like I bitch and moan entirely too much, and she chose not to live that way. She is an inspiration to me too. I can’t stand thinking about Isabella not directly knowing her. I feel like I’m rambling too, but it helps me to read this site and write, and to stay in touch with Alberta and Tony and Barb, and all of Patti’s friends. It helps me feel connected. Hope you all can dig it!
Marie
