Today an email popped into my inbox, an obituary, sadly announcing the death of Marisa Allen from Vaughantown, Spain.
I’d never met Marisa, and in fact only chatted to her a few times, briefly, online. Even so, I was moved to tears.
Moved by the death of someone I never knew.
It was partly her photograph that got me. She looked vivacious, beautiful, kind and open.
But it was mostly the words.
Gone too soon.
She died young. I felt the heartbreak of her family and friends. It seemed she touched many peoples’ lives.
It made me think, not only of Marisa Allen, but of all of us. Our fragility.
We never know.
We never know what’s around the fucking corner.
Seize the moments. Don’t worry if you spell seize wrong. Be present. Wear daisies behind your ear. Go barefoot. Eat that piece of cake. Have more sex. Love your people. Be kind. Make a difference.
RIP, Marisa Allen. Condolences to all at Vaughantown.