Poof! A cloud of flour and sugar puffed into the air when I turned on the mixer, and I was immediately transported back to a time, just a week or so together, that J and I were baking Lemon Squares. I'd someone forgotten to raise the mixing bowl and the entire box of powdered sugar, it seemed, flew all over me, her and the kitchen. Her eyes flew to mine, because she thought I'd be mad. I laughed and tickled her and she ended up practically taking a bath in the sink since she'd been sitting on the counter to be able to see into the mixer and therefore was absolutely covered. It was a fun, light-hearted moment for us, but a telling one for me, too.
She's on my mind all the time. I'll see a Hello Kitty jacket and smile knowing how much she would like that. I'll be walking around the creek by our house and see a little girl learning how to ride a bike with her dad and remember times we did the same thing. She was in my life for 8 months, and she's been gone from me for 10 months now. Longer than she was with me. But she will be in my heart forever. Her impact on my life was enormous, to say the least.
We all impact the lives of the people we touch. It makes me want to be sure I'm leaving the kind of lasting impression I want to be remembered by.
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