I lost a friend.
I lost my reason to pursue higher education.
Josie was a lover of life, outgoing and compassionate as long an Alaskan summer day.
Whenever I would visit, I couldn't help but smile.
I often find it ironic that while legally blind, she always saw things through rose tinted glasses.
A friend often tells me often that an 8 year old can learn from an 18 year old can learn from an 80 year old, the same way an 80 year old can learn from an 18 year old that can learn from an 8 year old.
Josie taught me patience.
Josie taught me to appreciate every day.
Josie taught me that beauty is not an image, it's a filter, like rose tinted glasses, and when you understand, you can see beauty in everything.
Josie,
I miss you all the time, but there is not a single day that goes by that I don't thank God for the time I spent with you, maybe next time I see you we can have some thumb wars, I imagine you'll beat me like you always did.
