20 years ago, during the spring semester of my sophomore year of college at the University of Illinois, this is what my dresser looked liked in the room I shared with two friends, living in our Alpha Phi Sorority house.
You can see that I like pictures, trinkets, and mementos.
I am a very sentimental person.
And I could write a story and/or blog post about at least 10 different things I see at first glance, when looking at this picture.
For now though, I want to tell you about the mirror.
Do you see it, hanging on the wall?
It’s square, pounded silver, with little flowers around it, and has always meant a lot to me.
It is a thoughtful gift that came from one of my oldest and dearest friends.
She died one year ago today.
I had the honor of speaking at her funeral and shared many memories of our childhood, growing up together in Evanston.
I also told everyone that day about this mirror and why it is so special to me.
When she gave it to me, my friend said that she hoped when I look in it that I would see myself as beautiful as she sees me.
Isn’t that an incredible thing to say?
Many times throughout my life, I have looked into that mirror and found the strength, love, and confidence I needed during difficult times.
What a gift my friend was to me and many others for almost 35 years.
I miss her.
I wish her peace.
I will never forget her.
You are always in my heart, Sam.
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