My dear friend Julia died of cancer yesterday at only 54. I was going to drive the six hours to Connecticut to see her today. The past two weeks have been a relentless race against time while our car has been marooned in the shop and I’ve battled the cold and frozen pipes. My heart is so heavy.
I find I have few pictures to document almost three decades of friendship. Above we are on the church steps at Jon’s christening in 1988; she was his godmother. At the time we shared an equal devotion to Laura Ashley. As someone cracked of this photo, “You look like Sister Wives!”
How Julia would have loved that.
I will write more when I can find words.