Dear Karen,
I met you when you were the cutest little three-year old, when I began coming to your home as Marcia's high school buddy. Therefore, you were always a baby sister until that day that you walked in to my office at City College and announced that you were grown and making new decisions about your future, the artist. I enjoyed the time you set aside to have lunch with me and was happy when you let me know that you were in Arizona so that when I came out, of which times they were many, you were so kind to be a little rock for me as I was there helping my godson's father during his illness. In fact you left me there and moved to California, and I'm so glad that we never stopped being in touch. Thank you, also, for sharing your goals and dreams with me, and for even trying to inspire the artist within me. That was probably the only target in life you ever missed, but as a tribute to you, I will continue to try to unleash my inner artist. Maybe now, from your vantage point you can help me find it.
Karen, you have done so much for so many and inspired us with your positive self. I can only imagine that heaven has opened its doors to a new contributing artist who will paint it even more beautiful than it was. Letting go of you is difficult, not only because you were like my little sister who I watched grow up, but because of the transition that got made when you became a mentor to me in terms of inspirational thinking and everlasting hope. I will miss you so much and that I can no longer call you is not a limitation because I will just think of you and know that you're sending me answers and helping me to unleash the sleeping artist within. Thank you, precious Karen.