Hurricane Irene is passing through and she's setting quite a mood. It's dark, violently windy, and the sky is crying profusely. The family is sitting cozy in the living room, each of us on our laptops, with the tv on in the background. Every now and again we pepper the air with conversation.
I am going through files on my laptop and come across a folder with pictures from Shazia's computer. They are of memories she had collected over the years. I miss her. I have especially missed her these past couple of weeks, for no reason in particular but just because. It's funny how she taught me how to be a better friend after she was gone. Now that I look back, her fingerprints are everywhere. She went the extra mile to be hospitable and make people feel comfortable and welcomed. She was always aware of what was going on in your life and made an effort to leave comments whether it was on your blog, facebook, or email just to let you know she was there, that she cared, and what you had to say mattered. It mattered to her. It mattered to me. She had a beautiful smile and warm hugs. And a laugh, a laugh that was so sweet.
I look outside and find my mood similar to the weather. Bring on the rain.
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