Sorry, folks, this is a sad one.
Yesterday, I got some news that sent me reeling. A fellow blogger and photographer died suddenly of a heart attack. Molly lived in Tuscany and we’d never met, but she often commented on my photos on another site and gave me so much encouragement. Her journal was one of the most popular on the site because it was so honest, informative and funny. Molly’s photos were some of the best too.
I was shocked at how hard the news hit me. This was not a close, personal friend. But these aren’t virtual tears I’m shedding as I write this. Tears over the loss of someone special, and that daily exchange (I commented on her journal entries too.). Bit by bit, I learned that Molly was a free-lance journalist (read her New York Times op-ed piece here) and former novelist, and even had a medical degree, but she was very modest. The only person who criticized her photography was Molly. To think I’ll never see her work or read her words again is unbelievable.
It’s an interesting thing, this blogosphere. Even though you may never meet some of your fellow bloggers, you get a feeling for the kind of people they are, reading post after post. It’s not like fiction, where someone can conceal their true self. I suppose there are people who make up stuff on their blogs, but that would have to be difficult and downright stressful on a regular basis. People share their lives, hopes and dreams, and it can be a wonderful thing. Losing that is not so wonderful.
My photo today is of a bouquet I bought in honor of Molly. It’s a small thank you for how much she brightened my world. May she rest in peace.