I can't really make that register. I never met Susan in RL, never did anything more than exchange emails and LJ comments with her, but I was so glad to know her. She had such a wonderful sense of humor. Even though her health was so delicate, she always seemed to hold her head up high. I had nothing but the utmost respect for her, both as a writer and a friend. Her stories were wonderful, a mix of wry wit and human emotion... the talent lept out at you. More than that, she was a concerned and generous friend. She had a big heart.
I have no words. I keep opening my mouth, moving my fingers, but I simply can't say anything real. All I can do is tell you how lovely she was, and how vibrantly her personality come through even over a medium as impressional as the internet.
Thank you, Susan, for your kindness to me, your encouragement and your help. I know your soul is strong, where ever you are.
This is one of the few things I remember from Presbyterian Church growing up-- we used to sing it in Sunday school:
May the road rise to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields
And until we meet again
May God hold you in the hollow of His hand.