HAD HER OWN STYLE

My very first memory of Susanna is vivid and I remember it as if it were last week not 11 or 12 years ago.

Susanna and I met whilst working at the same place a community welfare organisation that no longer exists.

The day I met her all the community support workers were setting up on Friday afternoon for a launch function on the Monday. It was the middle of winter and it was very 🥶 cold and very wet.

My first glimpse of Susanna was that she was happy go lucky and seemed to be a good fit to be working with an Italian Women’s Group.

Susanna as always was 👗 dressed in a very femine manner. She was wearing a jumper, with a long denim skirt and flat heeled boots. She looked very warm and very appropriate. Obviously not everyone shared my view on Susannas style of dress. A support worker who shall remain nameless, looked at Susanna and told her that she was 👗 dressed like she was going to a party and not like she was dressed for work. I heard that comment and nearly chocked, because I too often came to work in skirts or dresses.

As always Susanna looked beautiful. She had style and grace and always looked appropriate. We were social workers after all, not trades working on the tools.

I was proud of Susanna that day, because she just laughed at that inappropriate comment and continued to dress like a lady at work. We were role models after all, for our clients and Susanna always modelled looking good for your own self worth and self esteem.

This was my first introduction to the person I would come to call my angel lady. She really did have style and grace.