She brightened the day of most she encountered with the warmth of sunshine and comfort of a cool breeze. There was a lightness to her, that fun-loving, nurturing, wild spirit that oozed encouragement and optimism to those close to her mostly always.

As long as she could remember, people had easily and quickly bared their souls to her, since she was young. The secrets she kept tight in the vault of her soul were treasures she took out now and then to remind herself of the trust placed in her, and the worth she felt because of that trust.

She was... strong, assured. She'd hold you up when you were weak, push you along when forward motion didn't seem possible, she wrap her love around you like a blanket and you'd feel like the world couldn't touch you in that moment.

She was grounded and balanced and whole. Her philosophies were not main stream, her spiritual bent to the metaphysical - no, she certainly wasn't.... normal, but her beliefs served her, held her solid when storms threatened, gave her hope when the darkness descended.

Do you know this girl?

Have you met her?

Where did she go?

If you see her, tell her.... I miss her terribly.