I got some terrible news last night. My good friend and muse Eleanor had died suddenly while visiting family for the holiday. No warning, no sickness, no time to say goodbye. She was one of the outliers the entire time I knew her. I would often use her as an example in conversations when I needed an example of someone who confounded the world’s expectations. Sassy to the nines and always so incredibly full of life that I can hardly believe that she could possibly be gone.
If you needed another reason why you should never wait to do that thing you’ve been meaning to do, or tell someone that you love them, here it is.
Below are a few of the photographs I made with Eleanor over the years.