She Lived

She breezed by, brightening everything and everyone she passed on her way through. Her energy was one unrivaled by anyone. She wasn't just the life of the party. She was the party. She breathed life into people who had forgotten how to live. Places left for dead were brought to life again. She took their hands, lifted them up and guided them with gentle grace. She lived.

She was a bright spark of life. A breath of fresh air. A ray of light to illuminate the darkness. She was a friend to everyone she met. Everyone she met was enchanted by her kindness, her humour and how outgoing she was. She put a stamp on those whose lives she touched. She made her make. She made an impact on the world. She lived.

And now, in the blink of an eye, her light had been snuffed out. With a click of the fingers, she was gone. No one could believe it. How could? A lovely woman so young and full of life as she. How could it be her time to go? Nobody knew. Because there was no good answer. Simply, it wasn't her time. But she'd still gone. The only explanation was that life wasn't fair. But, if it was any consolation, she'd squeezed every little drop of life she possibly could have. She lived.

Even now, when she was gone, there was still life left behind. More life than there had been before she'd come along. She'd made her mark. She'd left behind her a legacy filled to the brim with life. The lives of others being lived to the fullest, reignited by her reminders. She lived. And because of her, others lived too. 
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For Jenn. Gone too soon.