i’m still processing. and since i know i process best when i write, i decided to do just that.
this past weekend, the world lost. we lost a genuine soul | a kind heart | a beautiful being. kristin.
i met kristin through my sister. they were great friends, and we all went to college in nc together. my sister was always the one to bridge friendship, and honestly, i wish i made more of an effort. kristin was [is | will always be] the nicest person i’ve ever been lucky enough to know. she brought sunshine to the lives of those surrounding her, and my heart goes out to her family, friends, and beloved significant other. in every picture, they bleed love for each other.
she loved books. more than me. more than anyone i’ve ever met. she went to grad school to become a librarian and worked for a nonprofit that brought books to the kids that needed them the most — YA fiction was her favorite. after her diagnosis, she started a nonprofit that brought yoga to those affected by cancer. she loved to love.
27, 28, 29, 30. these ages are way too young to be faced with a battle with breast cancer, to go through chemo. twice.
i’m still trying to process it. i’m trying to support my sister, even though i’m far away. i’m trying to negotiate the unfairness of it all.
i’m learning not to take life for granted. because kristin never did.