Farewell to a dear friend...
February 8th, 2011 12:34 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shiredancerI just saw online that my friend ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
slipperieslope passed away a few days ago. I didn't know Slip well, but I knew she was a treasure. She NEVER missed my birthday, always posting a delightful picture of some gorgeous bouquet of flowers and a thoughtful sentiment. This last time, only a few weeks ago, she posted the most bee-yoo-tiful picture of my favorite flower of all time, the lily of the valley. I loved seeing that picture show up on my special day -- it made me smile, and I thought to myself, "Ah, Slip, you never forget, do you?" And what's truly wonderful is that she did this for ALL of her friends.
I never knew that she was Bianne Bobbitt from my Yahoo groups -- I saw that name crop up frequently. There's so much I don't know about her and never will; it's one of the anomalies of this online existence. But I cared about her. I smiled whenever I thought of her. And I'll miss her.
Dear Slip, today's yellow roses -- for friendship -- are all for you. Journey on, dear friend.
slipperieslope passed away a few days ago. I didn't know Slip well, but I knew she was a treasure. She NEVER missed my birthday, always posting a delightful picture of some gorgeous bouquet of flowers and a thoughtful sentiment. This last time, only a few weeks ago, she posted the most bee-yoo-tiful picture of my favorite flower of all time, the lily of the valley. I loved seeing that picture show up on my special day -- it made me smile, and I thought to myself, "Ah, Slip, you never forget, do you?" And what's truly wonderful is that she did this for ALL of her friends.I never knew that she was Bianne Bobbitt from my Yahoo groups -- I saw that name crop up frequently. There's so much I don't know about her and never will; it's one of the anomalies of this online existence. But I cared about her. I smiled whenever I thought of her. And I'll miss her.
Dear Slip, today's yellow roses -- for friendship -- are all for you. Journey on, dear friend.
