No words as I find out many years after that I will not be able to see her smile again in this life. Emily taught me how to hug if you can believe it. I was always kind of a weak hugger with a little distance thrown in. When she hugged me, I was like WOW! this is what a hug is supposed to be like. No half assing it. She introduced me to many beatiful people like Julie, John, Brett and many others. She was always so magically straight forward, honest and positive. I met her in CO and then would reconnect whenever my path took me toward Cottage Grove or Eugene. I remeber my last meeting with her we had lunch together had some frank discussions about life and love and then gave each other big hugs goodbye. I'll always be grateful for the sparkle of her soul that shined light into mine, breifly though it may have been. Love is real, Not fade away. *BIG HUGS*
Today you would've turned 40 years old, Emily! Wtf?! I could sit here all night and tell you how much I miss you and how I wish that you were still here to embark on this "getting older" journey with me, because we all do, so so so much...but instead of being sad about losing you, I'm going to tell you how grateful I am of the time I got to spend with you! You are that bright and ever so beautiful shooting star that fills you with hope and happiness yet is gone way too soon, but never ever forgotten! I see you up there all the time, Em. Shine on my welfer forever!
Sad news today. Our dear friend Emily Frugoli has passed away. She was 32 years old.
Some of you will remember her from your visits to Eugene. She was certainly unforgettable. Emily was one of a kind. She had a childlike spirit that was contagious. She had a magic about her that never stopped. She loved to play. Emily gave the best hugs. She squeezed you tight, and released you covered in body glitter, her wonderful trademark scent on your clothes for days to come. Emily devoted a huge part of herself to her work with children with special needs. She was a great teacher. She loved children. A friendship with Emily was like falling in love.
Some of my favorite memories are trips to the hot springs, trips to the Oregon coast. Hours spent primping for nights out on the town. Rearranging furniture and redecorating our apartments. She lived in our garage for a time, covered it in tapestries and her sister’s artwork, images of the goddess everywhere. Sharing nachos in the Santa Fe Burrito parking lot. Her garden. Her friendship with Shawn. Her love for Brody. Riding bikes through Eugene. Spending days together simply talking. Laughing, laughing, laughing.
Her friendship supported me through my pregnancy. She loved to rub my pregnant belly and talk to “the Sea Monkey”. She was at the hospital after Nova was born. Nova went home with a fleck of body glitter embedded in her bald head that stayed there for months, (maybe it's still there) baptized by an Emily embrace. I will never forget that smile, or that laugh, or her voice singing out songs of the earth, the goddess and everlasting friendship over and over until I too knew them by heart.
We miss you like crazy Emily, you are always with us.
