Twenty years ago, my life in California changed, in a grand way.
I met Pat.
Her warmth, generosity, creativity and energy were boundless and contagious. Initially we enjoyed lunch and shopping sprees all over the Bay Area. We ended each spree with dinner in the City, where my other half, Dan, met us. He came to enjoy Pat’s company tremendously as well. A few years after we were befriended by Pat, we were invited to annual Thanksgiving celebrations by her daughter, Andrea and her family.
We watched Andrea’s two beautiful youngsters blossom.
Oftentimes, Pat, and Mel, Pat’s beau from Southern California, would join the two of us for dinner and regale us with adventures of their travels. We were smitten, and soon the four of us were exchanging our vacation experiences at dinners, and at Texas brisket gatherings in our home.
When Dan and I retired several years ago, we split our time between the Bay Area, and Texas, our previous home, where our siblings, children and grandchildren reside. Still we kept our close relationship with Pat. When Pat and Andrea were undergoing their cancer treatments concurrently, Dan and I began hosting the Thanksgiving celebrations in our home with Pat, Mel, Pat’s son Craig from Houston and Andrea and her children.
Pat, Andrea and I share November birthdays so each Thanksgiving celebration together was a birthday celebration as well. Clearly Pat had shared her family with us throughout the years.
During her illness, Pat expressed unending praise and gratitude regarding her two dearest Palo Alto friends, Mona and Debbie. Between the two of them, Pat had someone accompanyIng her to outpatient treatments, bringIng her groceries, checkIng in on her, and running errands for her.
My heart was deeply saddened last year when Pat and the rest of us lost Andrea at 49 years of age on 8/22/20. And my heart was deeply saddened again when we lost Pat last month. Both of them emanated living life fully and inspired all of us who crossed their paths.
We will hold their memories dearly in our hearts eternally.
Rest in peace, dear friends.
Janie and Dan Perez