My friend died today

My friend died today.

She had a Bernie Mac hard shell attitude with his loving caring family oriented heart. She’d been fighting a major respiratory failure, which led to congested heart failure. They had started the transplant procedures for her to receive a new lung. She was probably days or weeks shy of having the operation. She’s dead now and I find it really hard to take. I know on the spiritual level she’s moved on to the next stage for her beautiful soul, but I didn’t get to say goodbye. She’s been going in and out of the hospital for the last couple of years and she’d been getting better.

Velda Square is my friend and I’ll miss her so much. We both used to drive for the city bus company where we’d both been attacked several times. Velda always had that “tuff love” attitude for the passengers as well as management. We used to watch creeper movies together. She loved Star Trek and Star Wars. She had excellent collectables and all the movies.

She made the best cakes in the world! She had a world famous coconut/Pineapple one that people would travel all over the state to have. She cooked the old fashioned way, when she made Banana pudding; she made the pudding from scratch, not from a box! She made her peach cobbler by hand peeling fresh peaches, not from a can! She loved her children and grandchildren endlessly.

She hasn’t had an easy life and she’s had her share of major financial troubles, but her daughter told me something that speaks eons of her spirit and her magical way. “We may not have had the newest, bestest things in the world when we were growing up but I never felt ‘poor’ we never went without.” Now for her to say that when I know for a fact they had times that the lights were going to be shut off, or they had to get the phone cut off etc., says a lot about Velda’s magical ability to make things feel great despite the times they had no money.

Velda bought me gifts when members of my family didn’t get me anything. She bought me clothes when I needed new ones and couldn’t afford it. She wasn’t one to store up funds, when she had you had when she didn’t she just didn’t but you would be hard pressed to find it out the way she kept her attitude up.

She was born on St. Patrick’s Day.

My friend died today and I really miss her.

Posted by ijellorca on January 7, 2006 7:45 AM | DIGG | del.icio.us | furl