Patz was very kind to me when I was going through a dark series. She'd send me little notes ("Thinking of you" and "<3") that I didn't have the energy to answer, but I treasured the thought that someone was thinking of me.
I'll not forget that something that takes me 30 seconds to do might be a lifeline to the person on the receiving end.
Patz and I share a love of creatures, the universe, odd music, and joy. I wish we could share a walk around my neighborhood.
We'd wear glittery fashions in the colors of nature. You'd recognize us by our smiles.
Some things remain green when the leaves turn brown. Patz and I know that because we're old and wise.
Once when I was missing the wildness of my youth, Patz told me, "We had our day." Oh, yes, we did. It's delightful to remember.
But it's also nice to settle into yourself and work toward a sense of grace and wisdom.
Thank you, Patz. You're in my heart.
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