Today, I am thankful for good memories.
Our friend and colleague, George, finally succumbed to cancer a few days ago. The news, though expected for some time, saddens our household.
Tears won't bring him back. Still, in the privacy of my studio, I grieve quietly.
I think of George's infectious smile, sparkling eyes, droll sense of humor and unmatched optimism. I remember his insight, intellect and gratitude. I celebrate his dreams and talents.
My "livestrong" scorecard reveals the horrible truth. Cancer wins again. Damn it.
For this blessing, I am grateful.