Euphoria, by Posy Adler
Early this morning, under the light of the beautiful full moon, my friend Posy let go of her life on this earth.
The time we shared was short but fabulous and, greedy me, I find myself wanting more. I wish we still had years and years ahead of us, in which we could play, laugh, talk, and have lunch or tea. Nevertheless, I will always cherish the rich memories we created in our too-brief but wonderful times together.
I remember, for example, the warm autumn afternoon we spent at the beach. How wonderful, to be able to take a walk on the sand, and then enjoy a leisurely lunch together. We had a fabulous time talking about everything – and nothing.
Posy loved making people laugh. When I last visited with her, she was resting comfortably in her night clothes. “You have no idea how liberating it is,” she said, “to take off your brassiere for the very last time!” Her eyes twinkling, she added, “Just think: I’ll never have to floss again!”
What 90-year-old do you know who can make Santa blush? When she sat on his lap, Santa asked her if she’d been naughty or nice. Not one to give away her secrets, Posy just winked.
Posy was also an artist and a teacher. I loved taking art field trips with her to the Laguna Beach Festival of the Arts, the sculpting and painting classrooms in her living complex, and even to her in-home studio. How fortunate I’ve been, to have a personal docent to guide me to a deeper understanding of life’s artistic pleasures.
We enjoyed looking out her kitchen window and wandering through the back yard to see her beautiful plants. Her birth name was Roslyn, but her nickname, Posy, suited her perfectly! She nurtured me in the same way she tended to her garden; under her loving care, everything and everyone blossomed.
I am so grateful that Posy took an interest in me – encouraging my dreams, applauding my accomplishments, understanding and helping me learn from my mistakes. I am a grown woman, and I’ve proved myself strong in the face of hardships. Still, I needed a mother’s tender loving touch and guidance. Then, suddenly – as a gift from the Universe – Posy came into my life. And since that happy day a few years ago, she’s become everything I ever dared imagine or hope a mother – a friend – could be.
There’s no need to say goodbye, because I will always hold her close in my heart. I will miss her profoundly, but I will love her forever.