Today, one year ago, Debbie McLemore McCoy's soul moved on to the next plane.
Although I have missed her dearly every day since last November 11, I know she is FREE from the awful pain of that dreaded stupid cancer. She suffered for 8 years with it (second go-round; she had it also in her 20s) ... more than most of us could ever possibly understand.
Debbie is not 'gone' ... she merely exists on a different level. Our friendship absolutely continues, maybe not face to face, but soul to soul. There is no doubt my SKISSY is at PEACE, and hanging with her parents Marie & Mac, who both passed too young.
So today ... drink a margarita, feed a hummingbird, spot a dragonfly, and laugh aloud - FOR DEBBIE.
