One of the first things I do when I get up in the morning, electronics junkie that I am, is check email and Facebook, my two primary social media links. Today is Dominique Espinosa McCusker’s birthday, Facebook told me, and then when I went to wish her well, I began to see tributes and disbelief that she had died suddenly last night. I feel tearful and sad, because I felt like I had lost a friend.
Dom and I had never met face-to-face, but had corresponded on Facebook for a few years. She had a radio show in New Orleans that I’d had a fun hour talking books and New Orleans with her. She had a warm heart and a big spirit. We shared a love of New Orleans and its culture and books and music.
She was a lot like you guys.
None of us ever know how long we have in this life, so I wanted to stop talking books this morning to say to the regular readers of this blog and of my Facebook pages and my stories: thank you. I consider many of you friends, even good friends, whether or not we’ve ever met in person. I appreciate you and your humor and warmth and willingness to give me time out of your busy lives. You are the ones who make writing books worthwhile.
A light has gone out in the world. Hug someone you love today.