tomorrow is sarah's memorial celebration. sarah had pockets of friends who never met. it's strange that now death brings them together. death and art. it will be at the art center, and i think it will also be a show of her collage. i've been writing back and forth with sasha, her first caregiver, and thinking how she brought people together, even though her last years were stuck in a room. the sadness of her situation was always there, but now she's not stuck in that room where she could not otherwise escape. i know she'll be thrilled to be in the art center with us.