For almost two years, she battled against one complication after another as she struggled to defeat aplastic anemia. She always believed she would get her life back. She never once surrendered hope. She always tried to make those around her happy and kept her sense of humor despite intense pain. I know she is now at peace.
Today I listen to ABBA and remember Lisa's excitement for life.
Why does it always seem to take tragedy to make people say things like, "I should have taken more time to meet her for lunch" or "I should have called more often"? I am saying these things today. I wish I would have stopped in more often these past few months instead of always rushing to one thing or another. But I didn't. And I know Lisa of all people would be the last to judge. She wanted people to live their lives, to cherish their moments with their families, to embrace the day.
If you are healthy, celebrate that today. If your kids are healthy, celebrate that today. Hell, if you are alive, celebrate that today. Your bank balance doesn't matter; it can turn around. Your small arguments with someone don't matter; you will regret the anger if they are gone tomorrow. Stop what you are doing and listen to yourself breathe. You are alive. Celebrate that today.
In honor of Lisa, I will wrap this up with lyrics from Chiquitita by ABBA. Celebrate your lives, everyone!