I know its you who paints the sky pink.
I meant to post something about her but recently I’ve been too lathargic to do much of anything so here it goes.
R.I.P. Lovely Lee Lassegard.
I will always remember you. You impacted EVERY persons life you came across, even if they only talked to you for five minutes. It’s true, I’ve talked to people who barely knew you but you made a difference in even their lives. You were and forever will be the kindest person I will ever know, and you inspire me to be a better person every day. The night you died I thought to myself how hard it was going to be to live without you, but in the past few days I learned that you never truly left. You are every painting I see, every snowflake contrasting itself from my black sweater, the colors in the sky in the morning. You are everything, and you always will be.
I love you always.
