Loss

One of the women in group died. I remember her smiling when I came in to the room. That felt so good, a wonderful gift.

She had anorexia. She had come home from college and came to group for the rest of the spring semester and summer. In the fall, she went back to school. She was doing well; her weight was back up, her brain was back, and she could climb a flight of stairs. Unfortunately, she’d suffered from heart problems related to the anorexia. Her college was at high elevation, and her heart couldn’t take it.

She was beautiful.