Today, I said goodbye to Jackie, a cousin of mine who died last week of lung cancer. She was only 29.
Although Jackie and I weren’t very close, she is a part of many childhood memories. The Easter we spent in the mountains, hunting for Easter eggs inside the cabin while the boys made snowmen outside. The dance routines and songs we performed in front of family audiences at parties. The games of follow-the-leader, wandering around our aunt and uncle’s house like we were on some kind of grand adventure. The laughter. I can still hear her laughter.
Melissa, Jackie and Me
I didn’t get to know Jackie as an adult, but I know that she grew up to be an amazing woman, bringing laughter and love to the lives of so many people. To me, though, she will always be the little girl dancing and twirling and tumbling with me on my aunt and uncle’s living room floor.