As I write this am only too aware that the 27th of this month is three years to the day of Susannas passing. Susanna was more than just a friend she was an angel a lightworker and we were sisters in every way that mattered. I rejoice that she lived.
Susanna used to joke that we were sisters. She had the best sense of humour in the world 🌎 and could make light of her battle with cancer, just like I make light of my mental health issues . We could have one another laugh so much we would cry tears of funniness.
To this day, I joke that I have Italian DNA. I must if Susanna is a sister, right? Not everyone shares my sense of humour, but my many true friends do and know that always my sense of humour is always at my own expense and I am never sarcastic because sarcasm is the lowest form of wit. I freely laugh at myself . As the anniversary of Susanna’s passing approaches, I will honour her memory and share good times, and pass along smiles between loved ones. Susanna wouldn’t want it any other way.
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