Soul: A Party for Ed

Sunday, February 12th marked the two year anniversary of a day that changed my life and sent shockwaves through Kennesaw Mountain's Drama Department. It was a cool Friday and I can remember it starting to lightly snow sometime around six; just a flurry. It was so peaceful and crisp. Then I got a text from a friend saying, "someone in my group got a text saying that Mr. Deaver's just died, is that true?" The last I had heard he was coming home from the hospital that afternoon. Then the calls from other friends starting coming, texts of support and many kind words of remembrance on facebook. We spent that Valentine's day in the warm home of a friend, surrounded with love for each other and the man who brought us together.

Since the funeral, I made a vow to myself to take care of his mother, Mrs. Deavers, to the best of my ability. I used to think I owed it to Mr. Deavers, but I have accepted the fact that he is gone. She is still here; I owe it to Dorothy. She was worried that people are starting to forget her son, so to respectfully prove her wrong, we had a memorial party in his honor. Upwards of sixty people were there! She got lots of hugs, warm wishes and sweet messages in one of Ed's old journals, so that she can always have a community of love around her.

I also ordered memorial shirts for everyone there with the design above that I made in a Graphic Design class. Here are some photos!

Mrs. Dorothy, the wonderful Dan and Anne and myself

Long time, no see!

Aren't these girls gorgeous? So good to have everyone together again

We call ourselves, The Most Interesting Women in the World because, well, we are ;)

Me and my Momma

Haha! Yup. We're drama kids

They say that in order to make something a habit, you have to do it for a month. Well, I've been hanging out with Mrs. Deavers for about a year and half now and including her in my life is something I don't even think twice about! I figured I could go ahead and cross this goal off the list, since I'll be looking out for her for a long time to come. And besides, she means so much more than a dinky reminder on a power point.

If you ever get the chance, please do not hesitate to give her a call! Hers is a rewarding friendship, I can promise you that. You will love spending time with her!