Judy, I want to write you, all about you, to pour you out of my soul onto paper but the words get jammed, they swell up in my throat and choke me and I blow a circuit. You were so much all at once, finding the words to embody you is a task that I want to flow so badly, but they just get tied up in my heart and washed away with overwhelming emotion. But I will write a little bit, because you were my best friend, and a best friend to so many.
Judy Valinsky was born on February 15, 1969, 44 years ago today, and she left this earth 3 years ago on February 8, 2010. She was 41 years old.
She was the most positive person I have ever met. The strongest, most resilient, she made everyone around her feel happy, her smile permeated through everything. The way she walked, moved, and especially danced, was overflowing with her love of life. She laughed in the face of adversity. She was a measuring stick by which I would calculate my own conscience. She always set a good example. She was silly, inappropriate, witty, thoughtful, spiritual and kind. She was an incredible gardener and growing flowers and vegetables brought her immense gratitude and fulfillment. Music was as important to her as the air she breathed. She was the kindest person I’ve ever met. She gave of herself so freely and without expectation. When she struggled, which she so often was forced to, she struggled full of poise, and with the grace of a woman. She accepted all of her many challenges head on and always made the most of them.
Cancer took her. It took her from her son, her family, and her friends who loved her so deeply. That battle was 16 years long, and one day I will write about that, but for today, I just want to remember what an amazing person she was. I would like to give anyone that knew her a space to reflect, chime in, tell a story, or share a memory in the comments. Judy was too big for this world, and she now belongs to the universe, but if I listen closely, I can still hear her laughing.