Cici

Do you have a friend who spurs you on to love, good works and creativity? Cherish them. Cici was mine. She was a gifted photographer. When she visited from Charleston, we would go on, what we called, “extreme posing excursions” We would stage crazy pictures and laugh til we cried.

I lost Cici a few years ago. She passed away from a rare and mysterious disease called Progressive supranuclear palsy. PSP is a degenerative disease that kills the brain leading to loss of balance, slowing of movements and difficulty moving the eyes.

It came on suddenly. She mentioned having trouble moving her left hand. I noticed her gait was slightly awry and she had difficulty holding her camera. She soon learned that she was a victim of this rare and incurable disease.

The last days of her earthly life were painful and sad, but as her mortality faded, her immortal hope blazed. I long to see my Cici again… and I will.

I am so grateful for the images we captured of each other. They keep her memory and the hope we shared, alive.