12 years ago today DJW and I had our last moment together, just the two of us, in the ICU a few hours before she died. I couldn't understand what she was trying to tell me in the faint whisper that was all she had left of her voice and my 14 year old self didn't come up with anything particularly poignant that could even begin to express how much she meant to me and how I'd miss her terribly. I had let our last exchange slip away unfulfilled, added it to the list of things we'd never get to share with each other. Now I'm telling myself that didn't matter and nothing in those final hours was lost, because the life force that she left me with is what truly speaks volumes. The immense zest, love, and gratitude for life that is particularly vibrant in this stage of my life is a celebration of the things beyond final words that she has given me and that I hope I give back to her in some way. Big life events and everyday things continue to unfold with her soul intertwined even after so many years. I know this is also true for many who's lives she touched through dance. Thank you for existing in my world and gifting me yours. Love and miss you always DJW💚 🍫Don't forget to have chocolate today☺️