FOR BETH

I very recently discovered that a dear friend of mine died in a car accident several weeks ago.

I met Beth while I was living in the province of Saskatchewan.
Beth was born and raised in a small prairie town.
Family meant the world to her and she was close to her parents, bothers, sister, various inlaws and many nieces and nephews.
I was far from my own family and hers adopted me into their fold and made me feel at home.

Beth and I lived, played and worked together for many years and we were very much like sisters.
Beth had a warm smile to go along with her endearing personality.
She was kind and had a heart of gold.
She also had an engaging sense of humour!

I had not seen Beth for several years, as she was living in Alberta and I in British Columbia, but we did stay in touch.
We also had something that we shared - we have both had children that were put up for adoption.
We found that was a strong bond and I believe that we drew strength from it.
Beth eventually found her daughter and developed a loving relationship with her and her adoptive family.

When my daughter was born, I called her Beth - short for Elizabeth - and gave her the middle name of Anne... just like my dear friend.

Beth, I will miss you and I know you would not want me to mourn - you would rather I celebrate.

I can still hear your laughter!