So Sue has been gone for 2 years now. I think of her, but there's just a big hole where she used to be. Miss you, Sue.

Sue, if you knew how often we talk about you, remember the things we did with you, you would be very happy. We miss you all of the time but, especially this time of year helping you bake. Linda and Juli

Forever Missed is a good name for this platform. I, too, miss Sue especially at the holidays, when the rhythm of the days slows and I remember what a wonderful friend she was. We spoke on the phone almost every week for many years and I find myself wanting to call and tell her my latest family news or hear her plans for baking. Sue's life was a gift to each of us who loved her.

I'm doing Christmas cards, and I realized that I can't send one to Sue any more. I sent one to J.D., and I hope he likes it. Life still seems strange without Sue alive.

I knew her growing up. She would come to our house for Christmas or Thanksgiving or visa versa. I knew her mom and dad as well. They were the older, but very hip cousins who kept an angelic eye on us brats from hell while we were growing up. Talking to her sister reminds me there is some sanity in this family. Blessing to all who knew her

Dear Sue,
It's been just over a year and your spirit has been with your friends and loved ones as we journey. May you continue to walk in beauty.

It's been a year since Sue died.  I'm not drowning in grief; she'd been really ill for a long time and I'm glad she's no longer in distress. But it still feels weird that I'm the only member of my immediate family still alive. And I sometimes think, Sue would like that - and then I remember. Thinking of you, Sue.

I am very sad to hear about Sue’s passing. Sue and I, as well as Mary, Kay, Jolene, & Marsha spent many hours together in high school. One of my favorite memories is when I accompanied Sue and her parents to UC Berkeley to visit Sue’s sister and attend a Cal football game. I had such a great time.
Sue and I lost touch with each other after we went away to college but I often thought of her and the many memories we shared.
RIP Sue.

When I met and married Karen Ivy in 1986, I discovered she had a sister, Sue. Smart. Beautiful. And a consummate horsewoman. I think that's the Sue I wish to remember, first in the hills in the Peninsula part of the San Francisco Bay area and later in the desert outside Las Vegas. A desert, I'd note, she clearly loved, as the home she and JD built shows -- a home once in wilder surroundings than today. In the Gallery, I've added a few pictures of Sue and JD working the horses in Las Vegas from March 1991.

Sue, I met you about a year after this picture was taken. You were a great friend and mentor to both of us over all these years. We miss all the time we got to spend with you, especially helping you make your pumpkin pies, christmas cookies and fudge. We still have and use many recipes we got from you. 
We will miss all of rhe talks we had with you over the years.
We know you are now free, you can move freely and are again riding your horses and loving up your dogs.
We send you much Love
Linda and Juli

“I will miss her too, and will carry her in my heart, always.”

Dear Susan,
You have journeyed with me as a sister-friend for many years. I have so many wonderful memories of days we spent together riding, hiking and laughing on the ranch. I know what a good listener you could be and what a huge heart you had for your friends and for anyone you met who was in need. What a love for horses and what generosity. And such courage as you fought for your health and your independence, gradually letting go of so many things you loved to do while still finding ways to make a difference in your community.
My daughter and granddaughter still speak about "Tía Susan" with love. You gave them a sense of family and like so many others they looked forward to your Christmas cookies and fudge. I pray that somewhere you are once more
experiencing the freedom and joy you felt during those early days as you rode though fragrant mesquite bosques, coming home from exploring mesas and canyons. You always loved the mesas the best. The Navojo (Dine) people knew. I would like to share the Navajo (Dine') closing prayer of the blessing ceremony: Walking in Beauty:
In beauty I walk
With beauty before me I walk
With beauty behind me I walk
With beauty above me I walk
With beauty around me I walk
It has become beauty again
Hózhóogo naasháa doo
Shitsijí’ hózhóogo naasháa doo
Shikéédéé hózhóogo naasháa doo
Shideigi hózhóogo naasháa doo
T’áá altso shinaagóó hózhóogo naasháa doo
Hózhó náhásdlíí’
Hózhó náhásdlíí’
Hózhó náhásdlíí’
Hózhó náhásdlíí’
Today I will walk out, today everything negative will leave me
I will be as I was before, I will have a cool breeze over my body.
I will have a light body, I will be happy forever, nothing will hinder me.
I walk with beauty before me. I walk with beauty behind me.
I walk with beauty below me. I walk with beauty above me.
I walk with beauty around me. My words will be beautiful.
In beauty all day long may I walk.
Through the returning seasons, may I walk.
On the trail marked with pollen may I walk.
With dew about my feet, may I walk.
With beauty before me may I walk.
With beauty behind me may I walk.
With beauty below me may I walk.
With beauty above me may I walk.
With beauty all around me may I walk.
In old age wandering on a trail of beauty, lively, may I walk.
In old age wandering on a trail of beauty, living again, may I walk.
My words will be beautiful…

Blessings to you Susan and to Karen, JD, Gennie and to all who love you.