"Adores family and all things French." Several days ago I wrote this six word memoir for my dear friend Anne. She passed away this morning. Anne's generous spirit, singular style and gentle laughter will be sorely missed - she touched so many. The minute I met her I knew I wanted to be her friend. Our friendship was brief - it began when our daughters were 6th graders and now they're college sophomores. Conversations with her were rich - about big things, little things, nothing - we laughed a lot.
Two summers ago we spent time in France, together with our families - my first time - I don't know how many times she'd been - her French was excellent - she was often mistaken for a native. Her enthusiasm for all things French was contagious and I tried to soak up everything I could with her as my guide.
I took this photo in Paris - at a little café near our hotel in the 5th. We'd go there every morning and have coffee and pastries and the cat was always there.
Now every time I look at anything "French" she'll be with me.
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