So much has happened in the nearly two weeks since the marauding hornet attacked me. The most noteworthy event was not a happy one.
I had to write and deliver my first eulogy. How appropriate it is that it was for the woman who taught me the most about writing and copyediting.
My mentor Pamela Poetter passed away Oct. 1 after an eight-year battle with cancer. I flew back from Lacoste to attend the memorial. I worked with and for Pam for 20 years. Nothing could have stopped me from coming back to say goodbye.
I loved Pam, idolized her, and thought of her almost every day — especially when grading papers. It is because of her that I write comments such as “Are you sure?” and “Yes!” in the margins of student papers. (“Meh” is totally my own, though.)
It is because of her that I met Eddie. (And we all know how that ended up!)
It is because of her that I pursued my various degrees. She always supported me, told me I could do things I wasn’t sure I could, and gave me the confidence that continues to propel me forward.
I’ve never met anyone who had a more positive attitude. Pam never criticized harshly. She always found a way to speak kindly of everyone — even the ones I thought had no redeeming value.
Her struggle is over, but mine is just beginning: How do I live without her? I will try to remember the lessons she taught me, and find ways to write “Yes!” in the margins.
I miss you so much, Pam.
R.I.P.
What a wonderful tribute to your friend. I’m sad for your loss, but relieved that she no longer suffers. I hope that in time your sadness fades and that only the wonderful memories remain.
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