A tribute to a
fabulously British, Raucous lady.
Watching your friend in
the final hours of their life, is by far, one of the saddest things I've ever
Today is a very sad day, a very close family friend passed away in the early hours
of this morning after just a few weeks of being unwell.
Karen was a part of
our family, our team, our life.
Yesterday, I spent
time with her in the hospice with her, raiding the biscuit tin and holding her hand. I'd never been to a
hospice before, I was apprehensive of what to expect, yet pleasantly surprised
at the happy, smiley staff, welcoming volunteers and beautiful rooms, all to
help you feel comfortable in your final days. They allow pets in too, which
allows you to feel right at home. It was a home away from home.
Having someone tell
you on their death bed that they love
you is one of the most humbling things
in life. The world around you stops, pauses. Those emails, phone calls and
needy irritating friends no longer matter. Your focus is honed into the one
thing that matters, you are completely focused as you know it's the last chance you've got.
It's amazing seeing
so many loving friends that together, make a family around
someone they love, someone who has been a major part of their life for a long,
or short period of time. It's heartwarming to come together, put on a united
front in order to, just be.
My final words to her
were "Love you lots" something I always say at the end of my
'Hello I'm Clo' YouTube beauty videos. You never do know when your life will
end, what will happen tomorrow and
when your last, will be your last. It's so important to remind your love ones
of how much they mean to you, you never know what's coming around the corner.
I heard the news of
her passing this morning just after I woke up. The feelings of life glazed over me, as if lost in a trace, for
now, the fight was over.
It's strange to think
that that person, won't be there anymore, to give advice, a needed hug or that
hardcore lecture about bad boyfriends in which she reveled.
Christmas, Karen was just fine, chatting about how we were going to kick ass in
2014 and go find me a nice man who can keep up! Little did I expect to be
attending her funeral before February is through.
Every time I eat a
donut, see a Jäeger store or hear raucous laughter, I'll think of the
woman who shaped my career, believed in me when no one else did and gave me my
big break into the big, bad world of fashion. Her personality was infectious,
core courageous, smiley happy and never let the world get her down, despite all
the shit life threw at her.
If there's one person
I aspire to be like, it's her. Never down, always up. Not many people could
sing on their death bed, fighting through the strain, pain and toll cancer took
on her body. Through slurred speech and shallow breathing she kept on fighting.
Laughing and sounding posher than ever. Her British accent and posh tones, this
time not so booming.
I made the promise to
look after my mum and never take her for granted, never to rebel and to live
life to the full, just like she did.
Life is for fucking
living. This is again, a big, big wake up call. Life really is just too short,
book that holiday, kiss that guy, laugh raucously.
I love you all lots,
Sweet dreams Karen, it’s been a dream.
Clo :- ))
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