Today is April 8th, 2019.
Today is a day I, along with several others, celebrate with heavy hearts.
38 years ago on this day, the world welcomed a beautiful baby girl.
For 37 of those years, the world watched in amazement as that beautiful baby girl transformed into an incredible woman.
Today, I want to share the story of that woman:
The woman who lived an epic, pedal-to-the-metal, grab-the-bull-by-the-horns kind of life.
This is difficult to write. It has been over 2 months since April left us and I still feel overwhelmed by sorrow when I think about her. However, knowing that she lived more in her short 37 years than most people do in 100 years, brings me a sense of comfort.
Everything about April was intense… from her emotions, to her work ethic, to her relationships, and everything in between.
If you were having a conversation with her, she would give you her 100%, full, un-divided attention and stare so intently into your eyes, you were sure that she could see the depths of your soul. She was feircly loyal. She would go to the ends of the earth for the people that meant the most to her.
When she was happy, it radiated from her. It was almost like feeling the warmth of the sun. When she was mad, she didn’t hide it. She loved relentlessly. She worked incredibly hard and played even harder.
April sincerely appreciated all of the good things and happy occasions in life and loved to celebrate them. For Halloween, she would turn the cube farm into a makeshift haunted house. For Christmas, she had a tree in just about every room and a Christmas celebration that included an appearance from Santa. Boss’ day either included a chicken telegram or a 7 foot blow up turkey in the boss’ office.
April had a very special gift for seeing the good things in people that they couldn’t see for themselves. She invested in people she believed in and inspired them to believe in themselves the way she did.
It was a very rare day that you would find April caught up in every day petty drama that a lot of us tend to find ourselves in often. She was larger than that. She believed that focusing on the small things that won’t be important in the very near future take away from the impact we can have on the big things that are incredibly important. One of her most frequent expressions was, ” there are bigger problems in the world, people.”
She gave profound advice and shared encouraging wisdom. She wasn’t afraid to question authority if she didn’t agree with the rules or boundaries set in place. She believed that just because a rule is in place doesn’t mean it should be, we should know why before following blindly.
She was intentional about every single thing she did and strongly encouraged others to be the same way.
April was an amazing mom, a dedicated and devoted wife, and extraordinary friend.
She was wild and crazy. She was brave and courageous. She was kind and compassionate. She was my bold, energetic, zestful, spit-fire, passionate, spunky, gutsy, feisty, electric, bestie-for-the-restie.
If there is any lesson to be taken from this, I hope it’s this: we are all going to die and the legacy and impact you leave behind matters. Have the courage to live as boldly and passionately as April did.
Happy first birthday in heaven my friend.