A shooting Star

I've lost a friend.

To be honest that's pretty selfish. Many others closer to her have lost a friend, a daughter, a sister, an aunt a work colleague &c, and I can imagine the rage and pain and tears, but I don't know them to console them.

I never even physically met my friend. She lived thousands of miles away in the USA. I knew her only through words and comments and photos and laughs. She sent her congratulations when my daughter was born. She left witty remarks and interesting tidbits on my blog. She was someone to read. Like a personal author who you can talk to. Someone who made the events of her every day life worthy of a story. From sit com to soap opera she and her faithful robot roamed Philadelphia and the wider world with an enthusiasm that was reminiscent of a child's first vision of a wonderland, and I know that enthusiasm was infectious to those she knew.

I think that it is a measure of her personality that when I heard the news today I felt loss for someone that as I said I had never met. I sat at my desk in stunned silence. I read the news again. I phoned Mrs A. who sounded genuinely sad too. Although I didn't know her our thoughts are with those who did. I'm proud to let you know that she touched people across the globe.

Farewell Sarcasmo.

Comments

[nailpolishblues]

That is bloody awful. So terribly unexpected.

[Cheryl]

I felt very much the same. Consumed by grief, then guilty as my grief seemed selfish in light of the loss her family and close friends were feeling... Being about halfway between her and you on the West Coast of Canada, I never met her either, but she certainly touched me.

[Shannon]

I was shocked by this too. I'm an avid Shiny Shiny reader and was really saddened when I read about it the other day.

It really hammers home the power of blogger culture. Someone can touch so many people without ever meeting them.

And it certainly puts my recent hardships in perspective.