Here is something I wrote back in 2009 about my then neighbor, Krista Ronai:
Krista died on April 21 of this year. I didn’t know her well, but we spent a little time together before she moved to Chicago, not long after she was diagnosed: she introduced me to Cake Batter ice cream, for which I will forever be grateful. She and her husband, Jason, and their baby, Anna, came to our swim club one day, and Krista snapped a photo of my daughter that I have framed in my living room. It was a capture: a two-year-old Lexi dumping a bucket of water on her head, great big grin, droplets everywhere, a still shot that seems to move just the same.
Krista was strikingly pretty: angular face, dark hair, kind eyes. From my outsider’s point-of-view, she was a wondrous example: mother, wife, daughter, sister, friend, gentle, kind, strong, faithful, funny. While she knew she would not live a long life, she looked to be doing her very best at living. I am so sorry that she is gone.
Peace, Krista. To you and your family.
When I think of you, I will try harder to live, a simple debt to pay. As often as I can, I will fill the bucket to the brim . . . and then let it fly!
Krista’s Memorial Fund: https://www.youcaring.com/jason-ronai-krista-s-chosen-charities-and-organizations-559375