Tracy Lynn Wooley
1962 - 2013
I live in a small town and we have a neighborhood market here. Several markets have come and gone, but this one has made it, which is a good thing because the closest store here is about eight miles away. The fellow who opened this one has another one that is very successful in a town about thirty minutes away, so I guess he knows how to run a business.
Many of the people in our little town shop at this market. It comes in handy when you don’t want to drive to the nearest chain grocery store, or run out of something you need for dinner. The prices are competitive and he keeps the store clean and stocked well. It has a nice produce section as well as a deli and everything else you’d expect to find in a larger chain grocery store. The staff is wonderful and friendly.
I wanted to acknowledge a sweet girl who waited on me and my husband at various times since the market opened two years ago. She has recently passed away, leaving me feeling stunned and very sad. She was so friendly and always smiling, knowing all the customers by name. This was a shock since we’d seen her in the store a few days before. We will miss her. I’m writing this post as a dedication to her, someone who should still be here. She was only fifty-one-years old and left us way too soon. May she rest in peace.
I’ve had such a week with trying to finish up my family book, keeping in touch with an ailing friend, a cat with allergies, and taking on another bout of taking are of my neighbor’s cats and garden again so she can go hiking. Sometimes I wonder why she can’t stay home more and what she’ll do once I move.
This news about
was such a blow. I always enjoyed going
in the store and chatting with her a few minutes. You never know how short life really is and the
last time you’ll see somebody. Give
thanks for your friends and loved ones.
No one lives forever, not in the physical sense anyway. Tracy