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Holly L. Lawson 1978 - 2020 |
Her name - Holly L. Lawson.
A beautiful southern girl with the cutest accent, smart, perky, funny, an advocate, a
blogger, and with an attitude that always reminded me that no matter what I was going through, it was going to be all OK.
We talked about everything and anything. We touch on the way we felt about certain things, her
cervical cancer diagnosis,
which was the same as mine, and the reasons we both became advocates.
We were quite different, yet quite similar - if you can believe that.
Can
you believe I never met Holly in person? Yup, I never did. Yet, I can
describe her personality so well. Holly and I used to talk for hours
on the phone or Face-time each other quite often. Every time we started to talk we use to say
that we were not going to stay long on the phone or Face-time. That never happened.
😆