Today would have been my friend Ann McCulloch’s birthday. Ann lost her battle with cancer on October 31, 2011. She died just a few hours short of All Saints’ Day. She will always be a friend, a mentor, a second mom, and a saint in my book.
I recently read back over a post I wrote in the days following her death last year. I continue to create my art today because of her inspiration. I also read over the words I shared at her memorial service in early November. Her life continues to witness to me months after she was gone.
There are still many days where I miss Ann, when I wish I could call her. Or go sit at her counter or in my favorite chair in her house and share the situation I’m facing. I wish I could listen to her wisdom and insight. I wish she could give me guidance and perspective. I do my best to draw on the conversations we did have and remember what she taught me and modeled so well.
I got an ad for free Chick-Fil-A day recently. I remember dressing up with Ann to get free sandwiches. And dressing up as burritos on Halloween to get free burritos. I remember laughing at ridiculous stories and drinking iced coffee (which I’m sipping on right now).
Ann, we have not forgotten you. We have not forgotten who you were. What you were about.
Today, we celebrate you. And continue to steward all that you invested in us.