Lucy was a remarkable woman. people were amazed when they found out that she was a hundred and a half. She seemed so sharp, witty, and healthy for her age that she truly was a living miracle.
I loved hearing about her life's experiences. She really should have written a book. She overcame some difficult obstacles in her life which I'm sure helped form her tenacious and determined spirit. She would constantly remind me that she longed to do the things she was once able to do. She loved cooking, entertaining, gardening, traveling, shopping, arts and crafts and her family. She really loved her family, She was full of spunk and loved to be "on the go". Of course she really missed her car and her feeling of independence.
I loved her sense of humor! She was always quick with a "come back". I don't think anybody could make me laugh as much as her. Even her sarcasm was hilarious and at times downright shocking. She had an answer for everything. She kept me entertained; that's for sure.
With confidence, she knew how to handle herself in any situation. She exuded with grace, poise, charm and elegance. However, these qualities would sometimes subside for a while if she became angry. You didn't want to ruffle her feathers, that's for sure. You never had to guess what she was thinking; oh yes, she'd let you know.
For the past four years that I've known Lucy, I can say that she was my best friend and confidant. I miss our visits and daily phone chats. I feel a sense of loss that's hard to fathom. I know Lucy is in heaven. I told her that I hoped that she would be there to meet me at the gate when it's my turn to go. I prefer not to say "goodbye" to Lucy (that sounds so final). I think I'd the words "see you later" sounds so much more accurate.
