Although there were many trying times throughout our friendship, there were also many happy times within our kinship.
From the beginning I knew she was someone special – always a warm smile and a big hug to anyone that had the time to listen.
Because she threw caution to the wind, I often worried about her but deep down I also envied the way she took on life with no conditions, never afraid to challenge or ask questions.
Having been sheltered from a lot of things all of us take for granted, she gave the proverbial kid in the candy store a lot of merit.
I am sure I speak for everyone that had the pleasure of her presence – I surely know that I am not speaking out of sequence – when I say that although someone’s missing, I know that she’s still here.
I also know that she knows at times I still shed tears.
So join me in celebrating her liberty from all the earthly pains and know that with the angels everlasting peace she gains.
Muriel is a longtime Street Sense vendor. She wrote this poem in memory of her dear friend Matesha Thompson, also a Street Sense vendor, who passed away a little over a year ago. Muriel said she missed Matesha at the holidays, but kept busy by cooking a Christmas dinner for several homeless guests.
