Two years ago, in 2010, Genevieve died. We weren’t close, but she was a friend. Last time I saw her, I remember the two of us enjoying the grapes and the cheese she had brought to the book club. We were the only vegetarians in that group. This was in the fall of 2008. After that, she found out she had cancer and I never saw her again. I heard news of her from the girls who were still working with her and were still in the book club. I heard she beat it, then I heard it came back. I optimistically thought she was going to beat it again, so I was quite shocked when I got an email saying that she was in palliative care. She was 31 — my age. She was beautiful girl with a great sense of style who always looked great, had a lovely smile and was one of the nicest people I’ve ever known. She was soft spoken, loved flowers and had built a beautiful garden.
As a tribute to her, because she always looked fantastic, during the month following her death, I went to work dressed up like a lady (no pants allowed). I’m a programmer, who wears jeans and t-shirts and no make-up. This was tough. I had to go shopping and buy some skirts, pantyhose (which I had none of) and high-heeled shoes. I spent about an hour each morning doing my make-up and hair. I watched youtube videos on how to do my hair and make-up. Picked my outfits each night. It was quite an experience. It changed me. I held my head higher, I walked, talked and behaved differently. People held the door for me, noticed me, treated me better.
Today I start my “draw or paint a portrait a day” for the next 30 days. Here’s Genevieve.