My heart is heavy indeed as I lost my lovely friend Sydney Coxon last night. She had come home from the hospital and snuggled with her beloved dog, Mugsy, but after being more awake than anytime in the past days she died in her sleep that evening. I think of her trying to finish the Valentines she was so lovingly creating, a true artist to the end. I had read these words by Nancy Jackson just yesterday and thought of her: "The artist has so much love to give back to the universe that it spills over and the fallen drops become works of art. It is love in another form." Now my dear friend Sydney is herself "love in another form."
My heart is with her family. In peace and love, Lynette