And If You Did Know?

I remember when Michele and I would get together after work once a week. We would meet up at the local resturant (usually a mexican one) enjoying a very filling meal in which we would talk about the day’s trials and tribulations. We would then venture out to a movie and Michelle would always drive, naturally.

The critical part of the evening would be my reading the personal ads (singles seeking dates) in various accents. I would add my own commentaries because it would provoke such a howl of “belly” laughs from Michele. There was nothing greater ! Sometimes the two of us laughed so hard, we would cry. My objective was always to up the ante each time. One time I did a rendition in an exagerrated island accent that required Michele to pull over her car, she was gasping so hard. She would always say “you are so silly!” in that playful voice of hers.

I think of that is what I miss most about Michele. She had a childlike accessibility despite her brilliant mind. I sought her out as my first clinical supervisor because she exemplified a powerful woman with a genius in understanding humanity. We became friends because she had a lion’s heart, a gentle soul and infectious laughter.

To my friend , Michele. I was honored that you allowed me in your life. You have been a teacher, a support, a loyal listener and a fun playmate. May you find peace…

Laura