Five Years

Five years down. Forever to go…

It’s difficult to believe that Ryma has been gone for five years. Sometimes it still seems like yesterday.

After talking to many of Ryma’s friends and colleagues I know that she touched a lot of people in her lifetime. Her legacy is that she was diligent, kind, compassionate, giving, and so much more. But she also left a tangible legacy: her daughters, both of whom are maturing into awesome young ladies. As time goes by, I’m surprised how much they remind me of Ryma. I see flashes of her mannerisms, body language, personality, and so on. Of course, both daughters are unique individuals too.

I’ve said before that it’s disappointing that Ryma will never know her daughters as adults, but it occurred to me recently that her daughters will miss out on that relationship too. After all, in spite of how powerfully indelible childhood is, one’s longest relationship with their parents is as adults. Or ought to be. It’s all the more sad because Ryma wasn’t just a great mom. She was a great lady. And a great friend.

She is loved, as always, and she is never, ever forgotten.

Five years down. Forever to go…