The Christmas tree lights are on and candles are lit. Outdoor lights glow in the darkness as I sit with laptop and ponder the past year.
This New Year’s Eve finds me returning to join the crew at Bearing Drift. Somehow it seems right. I’ll continue with LynnRMitchell.com — I kept my own blog in the past when writing with the guys — but it’s nice to be back. As I reacquire my sea legs, it feels good to be “back in the fold,” as blog son Matt Hall likes to say. The intensity of politics is not a sideline sport here as all are encouraged to debate, comment, write, opine, and research. Politics 101? Ha. This goes far beyond that. And I love it.
So while my photos and easy-going commentary will continue at my blog, don’t be surprised to occasionally see some of it cross over to Bearing Drift to soften the political manly atmosphere.
But tonight I am finding myself thinking back on the past year. There were many changes that I didn’t expect at this time last year so I force a smile and move on … but there was one loss that stings my heart. That was the death of my friend Debbie who lost her two-year battle with brain cancer in October at the age of 56.
I couldn’t even write about it at the time. The words wouldn’t come to me — so unusual to someone who pours out words on a daily basis — and so I celebrated her life out among the colorful October autumn leaves that she loved so much. It somehow seemed fitting that she slipped away during one of her favorite times of the year, and every photo I took was with her in mind. But tonight I’m reflecting on this extraordinary woman.
We met at work in Richmond while in our 20s. She was vivacious, zany, a prankster, a thinker, spunky, and always full of life and laughter and fun. We had that special bond that can be found between close friends who have worked and played together, shared confidences, and gone through life’s ups and downs while remaining in touch, no matter what.