For Krys
 

I've been sitting here for days,

wondering what I could possibly say, or how I could express

the impact you had on me,

and what your passing has meant.

 

Words can't express the sadness I felt,

or the tears I shed, when I found out,

we'd never be able to talk again about the men in our lives,

cramps, or how sometimes, we were sick

of being treated like little girls.

 

When my daughter was born,

I spent those hours holding her, and I thought

about you.

And how much I wanted my daughter to be like you.

Strong, fearless, independent, high-spirited,

and above all else,

female.

 

Intellectually,

I know that

you're better off.

No more pain,

no more sadness,

and no more men

treating you like a little girl.

But still...

I miss you, Krys.

 

 

Krys meant a lot to me. She was a strong intelligent woman in a man's
world. She made it easier to be taken seriously, when most men in our
community didn't really take an intelligent woman seriously. Some called
her a bitch, some insulted her. All respected her. But she was so much
more than a ground-breaker. She was a friend. I will never forget those
days when life was difficult for me, she always reached out, even if it
was to say "Hi, wanna talk?". And when I learned of her illness, all I
could think of was how unfair life was. Good things shouldn't happen to
bad people. And when life got ugly and too real, Krys was one of the
women I knew I could turn to and say, "Please tell me it will be
alright". I cried when I learned of her passing. I wanted to be there to
tell her, for once, that it would be alright. Krys seemed to be that
Wonder Woman all men lust after, intelligent, witty, brave, and a true
blonde bombshell. And as I sit here and try to sum up all that Krys was
to me, I find I don't have the words to describe it so that anyone could
understand. I think that I am a better person for having been able to
call Krys a friend. At least, I hope I am. Where ever you are hon, give
'em hell for me. I miss you. More than words can express.

"May flights of angels wing you to your rest"

Pham