I took this in December of 2004. I haven't looked at it since then. But it found its way to the screen this morning, which is when the phone rang. My sister's voice was on the other end. She relayed the difficult news that a dear, dear mentor and friend passed away. It took me by surprise though I suppose it shouldn't have. Phupu was 88. She lived a life complete and fulfilled, with much love for woman and child and man. Like the others she touched, I count my blessings I know her. This image is a small personal reminder.
