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I invite you to take in the awe Susan felt at these pink flowers. We rolled by them at Washington Square Park after the dentist. I didn't know this photo I took would be the last picture ever taken of her. 

This weekend I said goodbye to my dear friend at her NYC memorial. She was the closest I had to family in NYC. I had been one of her primary caretakers for the past 7+ years. We met initially because she needed someone to take care of her cat Max after she had a back surgery. The three of us quickly became close. And, years later, I'd be taking a walk at midnight and run into her as she held Max on the street. Max was about to die. She got in the car to the emergency vet together, and he died between us. Whenever there would be a lull in a conversation between us, she'd bring up that story with wonder and a loving crack in her voice. 

And, years later, we came to find I was also with her the day she died. She, even then, had her own ways of experiencing awe. I played her songs - her favorite the Dolly version of "I Will Always Love You," "How Deep Is Your Love," and her eyebrows raised and her feet kicking. The flowers were out the window that time. I guess, I wonder what's next?