Rose Redding Mersky

Susan I have been asked to write an obituary for a departed friend, and I really don't know where to start. Every life is complex, rich, with depth and variety and this one is no exception. I only have one slice of such an expanse. I feel anxious about this task. Can I do it justice?

Rose You can do it. But as always, do it in your own way. You don't have to follow a set formula. Write with your heart as well as your mind. You know, that is what I have always tried to do.

Susan Yes, and I appreciate that, your heart is big and welcoming. So many people speak of the warmth and support that you give, as well as your knowledge and wisdom. But so many have been with the person I write about and have experienced her in so many different ways. I can't speak for each of them.

Rose And you don't have to. Remember when we worked together, thinking about professional development in ISPSO. How, as two women past presidents we might bring forward young people on their professional journeys. Remember how we followed our wishes for the future, hoping we were wishing for others, consulting, yes, but with our own determinations? Speak for yourself and let others resonate.

Susan Rose, your support and words strengthen me. Thank you! … But, so sadly my dear Rose, how can I say this, how to say farewell? The obituary is for you.

Rose I know it is. It is all so desperately hard. Life is too short, and its joys become lost too quickly. I didn't want to go. But there it is. I will reunite with Burkard and find some peace. You will find your own way to grieve. I have had my share, my losses, my deep losses. And yet I am here while you write. So, Susan, get on with it.