The passing of someone you knew well always hurts.
Monique Smith and I worked many hours together archiving and cataloging and learning the history of African Americans in North America. She was also a talented artist in whose work I took delight, collecting several pieces for display in my home, proud to have them.
Part of the problem with being so far away from the US and my life there is sometimes news is delayed. And just last week I received the belated news that Monique had died in January.
I can't even express the pain that shook my heart at the thought of the loss to myself and the world of this very bright person who was always living to her dreams. And it didn't matter it was almost six-weeks after the fact. To me, the sorrow is as sharp and keen as if it happened yesterday.
And for me, her passing happened the day I heard.
Marianne Williamson wrote, "The purpose of our lives is to give birth to the best which is within us."
Monique's life had purpose. And she will be missed.
- Farmer Ted
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