There were lots of interesting people at this party, and good conversation and food and wine and cake.
I’ve known Donna since I was 12 or 13. When I was 15 and she was 25, she took me into her home for the summer because things were bad and I needed help. There probably aren’t that many 25 year olds who would do that, but Donna did. Not only that, but she navigated the child welfare system for me and got me hooked up with other people who could help me. She was a lifesaver.
Sometimes we go years without any contact, but Donna often seems to magically and spontaneously reappear at pivotal points in my life.
There’s just something special about her. She’s like a real live guardian angel. (Not just to me, either; I believe she’s magically entwined in other people’s lives too. She’s even magically entwined in some dogs’ lives.)
She also has a wicked sense of humour and a love of puns, and you would love her. I know this because everybody loves her. Seriously. If her name comes up in conversation, everybody says, “Oh, I know Donna; I LOVE Donna!”
She’s led an interesting life so far, and the PhD is just the latest in a very eclectic list of things she’s done. I’m looking forward to seeing what she does next. (Actually, I don’t even know a fraction of what she’s done. I’m always saying things like “I didn’t know you took Chinese lessons!” and “You have students? What do you teach?”)
Here’s Donna with her sister Arlene, who also just graduated last week and who published her first novel, Paper Trail, last year. They’re both pretty remarkable, actually.