A good friend passed away this past week, we celebrated her today, a sweet friend who will be missed.
As often as it could work, once a week, on Wednesdays, she sat at my dining table joining in with other sweet friends in discussions of faith and love and family and struggles and overcoming and being content and loss and stories of life…she was wise and sweet, unassuming and brave…she wore her heart on her sleeve…she could be trusted, she was never shocked, but listened…she did not judge, she thought deeply and she shared her thoughts with intention and with passion, she held secrets close to her heart …she lingered in silence and was steadfast in her faith.
Annie, the sweetest friend.
Annie, the first friend that we have lost in this way.
Annie, the brave friend who showed grace and compassion…a woman of kindness who worked at justice and walked in humility, she had an open mind to let people into her space and to walk into theirs; serving people, her family, her friends, her neighbours and strangers…in the strength of her faith she shared her whole self, this was her legacy.
I read somewhere that a legacy is not how we have succeeded or what we have accomplished but rather it is found in the people we have touched. Today Annie’s legacy was loud and clear, one after another stepping up to speak of how she served them, it was an honor to hear the stories and to know that I was one of them.
The next time that my friends all gather around my dining table to share words of faith and love and family and struggles and overcoming and being content and loss and stories of life, there will be something missing…it will be Annie and her sweet soul, yet her heart will surely be felt in our midst…the best legacy.
Loving you Annie.
“My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you.”
I love that.