She loved life and it loved her right back.
She listened to her heart above all the other voices.
She pursued big dreams instead of small realities.
She saw every ending as a new beginning.
She discovered her real measurements had nothing to do with numbers or statistics.
She was kind, loving and patient with herself.
She woke up one day and threw away all her excuses.
She realized that she was missing a great deal by being sensible.
She turned her cant's into cans, and her dreams into plans.
She ignored people who said it couldn't be done.
She had a way of turning obstacles into opportunities.
She went out on a limb, had it break off behind her, and discovered she could fly.
She discovered that she was the one she'd been waiting for.
She added so much beauty to being human.
She walked in when everyone else walked out.
She just had this way of brightening the day.
She made the whole world feel like home.
She decided to enjoy more and endure less.
She decided to start living the life she'd imagined.
She colored her thoughts with only the brightest hues.
She was an artist and her life was her canvas.
She ran ahead where there were no paths.
She crossed borders, recklessly, refusing to recognize limits, saying bonjour and buon giorno as though she owned both France and Italy and the day itself.
She held her head high and looked the world straight in the eye.
She not only saw a light at the end of the tunnel, she became that light for others.
She designed a life she loved.
She took the leap and built her wings on the way down.
She said bye-bye to unhealthy relationships.
She remained true to herself.
She made the world a better place.