Today I logged into Facebook as I do every day. I check the pages for work post, make changes  etc,  then I check my own messages. I had two messages and not spam about some event I don’t care about. One from Dad and one from a friend in New Zealand, her Mum, one of Mum’s oldest friends, passed away yesterday.  Her name is Julie.

Julie came to visit us a few years ago. It was so much fun to have her around. She came to visit with her daughter and gave us this book called Succulent Wild Woman by SARK. Julie filled the book with gold confetti angels, stuck  between pages and all down the spine, throughout the whole book. When we opened they fell all over the floor and it was beautiful. To this day angels turn up around Mum’s house in the darnedest places.

“This book is my glowing invitation to you — to live a rich, succulent life! I explore love, sexuality, romance, money, fat, fear and creativity. It’s a little bit like reading my diary — with permission. Succulence is powerful! and so are we as women.”

SARK writes a journal and read a bunch of her posts today. They’re happy and inspiring, full of colour and bright thoughts and markers and stars and stuff like that.  It’s really weird going to someones Facebook after they’ve passed, I wanted to post on it  but I didn’t and it made me feel sad for a minute. Then, I read all the most recent activity and was brightened by her energy.

Julie was inspiring to everyone she knew. She had MS and when she got better one time she decided to go on world tour.  So she did. Julie looked at the world in a way that made you feel so happy just to know her.  She will live in my heart forever. I

‘m thinking of y0u and promise to keep working hard and making the most our of each day.