In memory of Lisa...
I'm going to type the whole book for you. Right here. Right now. I'm not offended if you don't read it, but if you knew Lisa, I think you should.
She...
(kobi yamada)
She loved life and it loved her right back. Celebrate her passion.
She listened to her heart above all the other voices. Celebrate her wisdom.
She pursued big dreams instead of small realities. Celebrate her priorities.
She saw every ending as a new beginning. Celebrate her resiliency.
She discovered her real measurements had nothing to do with numbers or statistics. Celebrate her self esteem.
She was kind, loving and patient... with herself. Celebrate her tenderness.
She woke up one day and threw away all her excuses. Celebrate her accountability.
She realized that she was missing a great deal by being sensible. Celebrate her spirit.
She turned her cant's into cans, and her dreams into plans. Celebrate her goals.
She ignored people who said it couldn't be done. Celebrate her independence.
She had a way of turning obstacles into opportunities. Celebrate her magic.
She went out on a limb, had it break off behind her, and discovered she could fly. Celebrate her faith.
She discovered that she was the one she'd been waiting for. Celebrate her self-reliance.
She added so much beauty to being human. Celebrate her presence.
She walked in when everyone else walked out. Celebrate her friendship.
She just had this way of brightening the day. Celebrate her radiance.
She made the whole world feel like home. Celebrate her warmth.
She decided to enjoy more and endure less. Celebrate her choices.
She decided to start living the life she'd imagined. Celebrate her freedom.
She colored her thoughts with only the brightest hues. Celebrate her optimism.
She was an artist and her life was her canvas. Celebrate her brilliance.
She ran ahead where there were no paths. Celebrate her bravery.
She crossed borders recklessly, refusing to recognize limits, saying bonjour and buon giorno as though she owned both France and Italy and the day itself. Celebrate her joie de vivre.
She held her head high and looked the world straight in the eye. Celebrate her strength.
She not only saw a light at the end of the tunnel, she became that light for others. Celebrate her compassion.
She designed a life she loved. Celebrate her joy.
She took the leap and built her wings on the way down. Celebrate her daring.
She said bye-bye to unhealthy relationships. Celebrate her happiness.
She remained true to herself. Celebrate her authenticity.
She made the world a better place. Celebrate her.
(and on the flaps it reads)
She affected all others around her. Quietly touching one heart, who in turn touched another. Reaching out to ends further than she would ever know. Who was she? There are many ways to describe a woman, Mother, daughter, sister, wife, student, teacher, leader, or friend. But the thoughts in these pages are not about titles or roles, they are about spirit and heart. They are not about fame or acclaim, they are about caring and accomplishment. Look around. There are certain women in our world who have the gift of finding joy everywhere and leaving it behind them when they go. You'll usually find them immersed in their work, or slow dancing with their dreams, or making a difference for all those around them. These are the women who can flood our souls with light and laughter... strenth and courage... hopes and dreams. It's not just what they do that sets them apart, it's how they make us feel. She is someone gentle but powerful.. Someone whose music washes away the dust of every day life. Someone who makes us laugh when we though we would cry... someone who can pick up the pieces and give them back in all the right order. Someone who pays attention to the little things and adds such beauty to the world. Someone who cares. We feel so lucky and so blessed to have these special women in our lives. It's hard to express how we feel about them, but here's something we can do: We can love them, affirm them, thank them, and celebrate them.
Even though I just wrote you all the whole thing, you should buy the book at Tabula Rasa in Trolley Square, Salt Lake, or I'm sure Barnes and Noble would probably have it. I'm sure you were all thinking of someone... if anyone did actually read the whole thing, hahaha.
Thank you, Sister! for giving it to me as your little going away gift :) I already look forward to see you in New York in March!
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