she had a beautiful smile.

her name was annette. i worked with her for the past three years. she gave great hugs. big strong real hugs. she made me laugh. she asked personal questions and expressed concern with the curve of her brow. she was a mother and a grandmother. she used to say to me, "you go girl!" on days that i wore my cowgirl boots to work.

annette's funeral is tomorrow. she was 60 when she passed away unexpectedly this past saturday morning. i never got to say good-bye, and that makes me a little sad. i know that she's not in pain and that wherever she is she's smiling, and that makes me a little less sad. i'm going to miss that smile of hers...it really was beautiful.