Remembering Ellen

I have been thinking about Ellen Levine this weekend, and the weekend we spent together a few years ago at Simmons College. It was the only time we met in person, but if you knew Ellen, you know it was memorable. Lively. Silly. Personal. Ellen brought a few of us strangers together that weekend, sharing drinks in a darkened dorm lounge, feeling like we were college students again. Gossiping. Learning about each other. Growing. I feel I hardly knew her. But I will miss her.

Elizabeth, Vicky, me, and Ellen (all aglow and how I will remember her always) that weekend at Simmons: