Marcia MacDonald, friend of many, passed away this last week. Many of you may remember that Marcia was our manager at Passionflower from August 2005 until December 2006. And what a time it was. Marcia was beautiful, brilliant, generous, funny (extremely), and fearless when it came to creativity. She was larger than life, a force of nature, the kind of person who lit up a room and made everyone at ease. Jeweler extra-ordinaire, teacher, excellent cookie maker and fabulous dresser. If most of us attempted to wear stripes, plaids, and polka dots together we would look like demented clowns. Marcia looked uber chic...She delighted in life and the delight was infectious. She died after a two year battle with ovarian cancer. It sounds cliched but the world is less bright without her. I will remember Marcia for so many things but the one I keep coming back to is a dark and rainy night when we were driving back from a gift show in Seattle and she said to me, "the heart is a muscle too and like all muscles it needs to be exercised.." I think she was gently telling me to get out of my head and into my heart a little more. And since that time I have often thought of Marcia and contemplated the ways of the heart. Like so many, Marcia touched me in ways she did not even know.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Marcia MacDonald - You Will be Sorely Missed
Marcia MacDonald, friend of many, passed away this last week. Many of you may remember that Marcia was our manager at Passionflower from August 2005 until December 2006. And what a time it was. Marcia was beautiful, brilliant, generous, funny (extremely), and fearless when it came to creativity. She was larger than life, a force of nature, the kind of person who lit up a room and made everyone at ease. Jeweler extra-ordinaire, teacher, excellent cookie maker and fabulous dresser. If most of us attempted to wear stripes, plaids, and polka dots together we would look like demented clowns. Marcia looked uber chic...She delighted in life and the delight was infectious. She died after a two year battle with ovarian cancer. It sounds cliched but the world is less bright without her. I will remember Marcia for so many things but the one I keep coming back to is a dark and rainy night when we were driving back from a gift show in Seattle and she said to me, "the heart is a muscle too and like all muscles it needs to be exercised.." I think she was gently telling me to get out of my head and into my heart a little more. And since that time I have often thought of Marcia and contemplated the ways of the heart. Like so many, Marcia touched me in ways she did not even know.
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