Many years ago now, I had a really bad day. I’d gone to get my hair done and ended up with the worst cut, and color job in the history of cosmetology.
I came home crying and feeling just plain ugly. I planned to put a bag over my head until it all grew out!
Then I looked in our local phone-book and saw an ad for a Board Certified Colorist! So, with nothing to lose, I called and got an appointment, pronto.
That person was Margarita. I did not know that day what a good friend she would become and how much I relied on her. She was never farther away than a phone call, and I always planned my appointments around lunch so we could sit and chat.
Over the years, our friendship grew and grew, and I can freely admit that I loved this beautiful, kind woman.
In October she became ill and was diagnosed with Pancreatic Cancer. Her family came up and brought her back to Miami, where she had grown up. I spent the afternoon with her, somehow knowing that day, it would be the last time I would see her.
I left feeling deep sadness, praying for a miracle, but knowing the cruelty of this form of Cancer that had already claimed two of my friends.
Saturday, Margarita passed from this life to the next. I will never hear her voice, or share jokes and laughter. A bright light is gone from my life.
Yet, I celebrate the fact that I knew this wonderful woman. Rest in peace my dear friend. You will be greatly missed and never forgotten.