Let me talk to you about Molly

Molly was a ray of sunshine, a cheeky, funny, caring, kind, often misunderstood soul who loved nothing better than a sweet treat (she was also partial to fish and chips!).

She obsessed over the weather, voting, the thickness of hot potato chips, the size of her muffin or scroll. The bigger the better and if it were not up to par, she’d let you know.

Molly was honest, had the cheekiest laugh, a sense of humour, was vulnerable but at the same time fiercely independent. Molly loved human contact, she loved to be touched, she loved her hand being held, she loved being looked after and fussed over.

She lit up like a Christmas tree when someone talked to her, and that smile will forever be etched into my memory.

I feel incredibly lucky to have had Molly in my life.

Yesterday was the hardest day of all. Holding Molly’s hand as she passed away and willing her to crack that smile once more, to just move, to say something, to just do something ‘Molly’. I wanted her back just one more time, I wanted to look her in the eyes and tell her she was loved, and she was never alone and that she mattered.

Tuesdays and Fridays will never, ever be the same again.

Molly gave me so much more than she ever knew. She taught me to look beyond the façade, that everyone has a story, to always be kind, to smile at people, to say hello, to never shy away from someone that may need help. Molly made me realise that all the other ‘stuff’ in life was meaningless.

I am so grateful that I got to spend time with Molly. As the saying goes, do not cry because it is over, smile because it happened, and bloody hell, I am so pleased it happened.

Everyone needs a Molly in their life, and I feel so incredibly lucky that I got my Molly. She was the best. She was a friend; she was the most beautiful human ever and she has left an indelible mark on my life.

To everyone that help put a smile on Molly’s face, thank you. To Mr Carl for dancing with Molly, for making up rap songs with her, to Ari for making Christmas special and to Dianne for fussing over her and sneaking treats in her bag, she loved TKC, it was her happy place, to the coffee shop for always treating her like a queen, for locals who stopped and said hello, for Lindy leaving voice messages that make Molly smile so wide, to Paul in the post office for caring and Donna at the pharmacy for always taking care of Molly when she came in. There are so many other people, you know who you are, but thank-you for making Molly feel loved. To this community of women, thank you for asking after Molly, I always showed her your messages. To my James, Molly adored you!

Community is everything, and we are lucky to have this community, because without community, you never get to meet Mollys, and without Mollys the world is one less smile away from being perfect.

Thank you, Molly, for making my world perfect. My world is forever the richer for you. I hope you know that.

This Friday, I will sip my hot chocolate, and I know I’ll cry a river and think of you sitting next to me.

I miss you. x