A Heavy Heart

Posted by mcm0704 on November 22, 2016 |

We had a tragedy in our little town last night when a vibrant member of our arts community was struck by a car and killed. That happened in the midst of the last Monday Night Live event that takes place once a month with live music, food, dancing in the street, and artists of all ilks mixing and mingling and having a grand time.

When something like that happens, it makes us stop and think and say thanks for what we have.

And we who write, process our grief in words, so I am compelled by the emotions swirling around inside.

In my books, and on my author blog, I like to celebrate strong women, and so I celebrate Suzanne Daniel. Despite the pain and limitations of MS, she always had a smile for everyone she met and a genuine concern for the pain and challenges that others faced. Every time we met, she would ask how the pain in my head and eye was doing, and she hated to hear that it was still so bad. She would wince and look away, as if my pain had become her pain.

There were so many things about Suzanne that I loved.

That smile. Np matter the day, or the occasion, she always greeted people with that dazzling smile.


She won a prize last night.

Her support of the arts. She was at every play, art exhibit, concert that the Winnsboro Center for the Arts sponsored.


Her love for her grandson and her husband. She often joked that she had to be a strong woman to put up with Gene all these years, but one could tell by the look in her eyes that the love went deep. We talked about how proud she was of Ashten

We had a nice visit last night, and one of the last things she said to me was how proud she was of her grandson, Ashten, whom she and Gene raised.

She also talked about how much she enjoyed reading my latest book.

When we met in town, or at the art center, she always asked about my writing and she shared my love of theatre and I will miss her greatly.

Rest in peace dear friend.

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