just thinking
I'm sitting here thinking about how much I miss Cathy. I miss her every morning -- she used to get up while I was in the shower and make oatmeal. She insisted that I have breakfast.
I miss her when I come home at night because she was such a good listener. I could tell her all my stories from the day (and since she once worked at Wickes,) she knew what I was talking about.
Cathy was more than special... she was a favorite with my entire family. My mother treated her like a daughter, what I got for Christmas, Cathy got for Christmas. My 3 Aunts in South Dakota would send cards addressed to her, with a note to tell Jo-Ann hello. My grandson was the light of her life and he loves her just as much as she loves him. I could have been jealous, but I wasn't, because I knew just how special she was.
She was always there for me and my family. I have received a number of cards from her co-workers and friends and they all say the same things.. she had a great sense of humor, a positive attitude, a caring and giving nature.
I miss her when I come home at night because she was such a good listener. I could tell her all my stories from the day (and since she once worked at Wickes,) she knew what I was talking about.
Cathy was more than special... she was a favorite with my entire family. My mother treated her like a daughter, what I got for Christmas, Cathy got for Christmas. My 3 Aunts in South Dakota would send cards addressed to her, with a note to tell Jo-Ann hello. My grandson was the light of her life and he loves her just as much as she loves him. I could have been jealous, but I wasn't, because I knew just how special she was.
She was always there for me and my family. I have received a number of cards from her co-workers and friends and they all say the same things.. she had a great sense of humor, a positive attitude, a caring and giving nature.
posted by jo-ann at 5:11 PM
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I know exactly what you are feeling. I am missing the emails and how she would try to calm me down when I would get into a tiff with my parents.
And I know this just strange but Cathy had this great 'Cathy Smell'. Like if I was blind she wouldn't have been able to hide because I know I would smell her.
After she left here on Oct 4, I had that day off. I was in that room and I was taking in that smell. It isn't a bad smell at all! Don't think that. Just like Elizabeth Arden or something that followed her around.
I miss her smell.
Ah, yes, the Cathy smell...I know just what you mean. Kind of a combination of Estee Lauder White Linen, fabric softener and listerine? It seems like a crazy mix, but yes, it was a welcome familiar smell that I would recognize anywhere.
I will also always remember her slow, deliberate walk. She was like a little church mouse that could sneak up on you. But she always walked with a purpose--head up, shoulders down and back. She seemed to know where she was headed even if she didn't know how to get there.
Mom had this box of stuff that was Cathy's sitting by the table last night. I am a nosey one and was looking through it... ALL the papers and the box just has the Cathy smell!
It was great!!
Ok can't cry at work. I am out of here.
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