I scrolled down my feed a little further to make sure of what I was reading.
Trisha passed away? That can't be right. She's only 2 years younger than me and the mother of three.
As I continued to read, the reality of the shocking news set in. She really was gone! Taken unexpectedly and without warning.
As the reverberating echoes of WHY resounded through my head, a rush of warm, happy memories came to life. Remembrances of Trisha's smile and wicked sense of humor, her vivacious personality and infectious energy. Her warmth, kindness and generosity.
I was blessed to serve as Trisha's mission companion for a few months in East London (Cape Town, South Africa Mission). She brought laughter, love and joy to all she did. My heart aches for her family and today I fondly honor the memory of our time together.
To know Trisha was to love her!