I'm going to jump in on the "wicked sense of humor" bandwagon. I know that there's a desire to remember our friends in glowing terms, but sometimes I can have a hard time recognizing the Teresa I knew in some of the almost syrupy descriptions I've read. Teresa was the sort of person you wanted to trade snarky comments with at the back of court. She had a streak of no-nonsense a mile wide ... which is why you could feel completely comfortable discussing her health issues with her.
I've got a bit of a weird favorite memory, though. It was an event that we both happened to be at (I'm going to be extremely vague deliberately.) I was having a brief episode of "all my so-called friends are too busy to talk to me, I might as well not be here, why do I bother" but I noticed that there was space at the table where Teresa was sitting and I gave myself a little mental "snap out of it" kick and went over to sit with her. And because I've made some personal resolutions about being honest with myself about these little episodes and neither denying nor indulging them, I told Teresa about what I'd just been feeling (and how I'd been Working On It). She gave me this somewhat weird look and said, "Me too." It evolved into an Interesting Conversation. (Yes, I'm being vague again.) A useful reminder to me of various things I need to remember.
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Date: 2007-10-05 06:28 pm (UTC)I've got a bit of a weird favorite memory, though. It was an event that we both happened to be at (I'm going to be extremely vague deliberately.) I was having a brief episode of "all my so-called friends are too busy to talk to me, I might as well not be here, why do I bother" but I noticed that there was space at the table where Teresa was sitting and I gave myself a little mental "snap out of it" kick and went over to sit with her. And because I've made some personal resolutions about being honest with myself about these little episodes and neither denying nor indulging them, I told Teresa about what I'd just been feeling (and how I'd been Working On It). She gave me this somewhat weird look and said, "Me too." It evolved into an Interesting Conversation. (Yes, I'm being vague again.) A useful reminder to me of various things I need to remember.