If this world makes you crazy
And you’ve taken all you can bear
You call me up
Because you know I’ll be there.

True Colors, Cyndi Lauper, 1986

I heard they found Amy’s body in the bathroom. The early reports said she fell and hit her head. I never heard the cause of death and never asked so not to pry.

Now, I think of Amy when I’m standing in the bathroom on Sunday mornings getting ready for church. My mind travels down the street and around the corner to the house where she lived and died. She lived so near to me and yet, I was so far away.

I think of Amy on Sundays because she wanted to go to church with me. I sensed her pain but was too consumed with my own to take any real or meaningful action. This hurts because Amy was very generous, especially when it came to my writing and blogging.

I love this picture of Amy in younger, better days. It was taken in 1984 at the Josey World Champonship Jr. Barrel Race. She looks so amazing, right?

I feel the warm glow of Amy’s love on those Sunday mornings. I know she is in a better place and I know she is happy and at peace. Keep smiling, cowgirl.

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