Whenever I think of Grace I always think of a. her accent b. her sassitude and c. this picture of her in Paris that Margit has on her computer. I think this one I found on the ALI website is that same photo.
Grace was such a firecracker (as every redhead should be). Whenever I was down or frustrated, she'd pop off with some one liner that would make me laugh so hard I cried. Or got the hiccups which apparently she thought was hilarious.
Grace was a work friend, meaning someone I came to know and love through my office. We didn't really spend time together outside of work, but considering you spend most of your waking hours working, those individuals have a big impact on your life. She taught me about professionalism and dedication. She taught me to have all the sass in the world but still carry yourself with class. As a colleague, she is someone I looked up to and admired. Although I don't work at ALI anymore, her passing still ways heavy on my heart.
Another thing you should know about Grace, and what I will ALWAYS remember, is her uncanny ability to be standing behind me whenever I'm being awkward. If I was picking something from my teeth in the bathroom mirror, she'd walk in. If I was adjusting my outfit at my desk, there she was. If I stubbed my toe, she'd be there. Laughing. Hysterically. at me.
I think that's why so many weird things happened to me today. I forgot to buy tissues so I stole Starbucks napkins, my hair was a mess, I stepped in a puddle, spilt food down my top, just little stupid things I would always get caught doing.
I'm so glad I got to pay my respects to her at her service today, because that is what she deserved: my love, admiration and respect.
I love ya Grace! See you on the other side.