Memorial Service
Last week, a dear dear friend who was, coincidentally an ex-girlfriend passed away. She was way too young. Tomorrow is her memorial service. Unfortunately, her service is half way across the country and I can't get there. (I tried to work it out, but, alas).
There is a memorial website put up for her, and I've added a few pictures. Interestingly, some of the best pictures of her are naked. We skinny dipped and hiked over half the country. And while she wouldn't have a care in the world about me posting the pictures (indeed, I'm surprised someone else hasn't already done so) I feel as an ex it would be disrespectful to her non-nudist friends.
In lieu of making it to the service, I'm going to head out to Hippie Hollow during the service on the East coast. I'll make a little alter or cairn, sing some of our favorite songs, maybe smudge a little sage, and run around and swim naked. And laugh. A lot.
It's what we'd do if she were here. And for me, she always will be.