2-3 years ago, I started seeing some really pretty paintings on greeting cards on a couple of my relatives' pages, which were painted by one of their relatives. I became FB friends with the artist (probably because at first I thought we were blood relatives - we were not - she is the sister of my uncle's (my father's brother) wife - I've probably met her a couple of times over my life, though I don't remember it, probably at my uncle's house in NY - my aunt and the artist's mother lived upstairs from my aunt and uncle in their duplex for many years), and I got the joy of seeing her art work most days (https://www.facebook.com/pages/Carol-Pessin-Art-Cards/101535619925848) since then. In addition, I would enjoy her husband Jere's posts on her posts - I don't think I ever met him, but his posts on her threads were SO sweet and loving - I enjoyed looking in on these PDAs, as they cheered me up.
Early yesterday morning, he posted this:
A few minutes later, he dropped dead of a heart attack.
I don't know why I feel so affected by this - Carol is making brave, distraught, loving posts, and her very sizable circle of friends and family are enveloping her with love. I feel like a bit of an emotional stalker reading these posts, and wondering why I feel so affected by it. I'm going to miss seeing these little gems of his posts, and I am crushed for Carol - though I wouldn't recognize her if I passed her on the street.
Early yesterday morning, he posted this:
Carol Pessin Art Cards is here on this rainy day !!!!!! It's not a bad thing when you are grateful for the wonderful things you have in life !!!!!! Make every day count !!!!!!
— at Whole Foods Tribecca.
— at Whole Foods Tribecca.
A few minutes later, he dropped dead of a heart attack.
I don't know why I feel so affected by this - Carol is making brave, distraught, loving posts, and her very sizable circle of friends and family are enveloping her with love. I feel like a bit of an emotional stalker reading these posts, and wondering why I feel so affected by it. I'm going to miss seeing these little gems of his posts, and I am crushed for Carol - though I wouldn't recognize her if I passed her on the street.