And we all Prayed she would Never leave.
She would often pause by the kitchen window listening for Something...or Someone.
The children and I knew Pippi would have to follow her Heart.
And if she has to go to that Voice calling at the Window...
She will have left us with...
The flame from her hair
that renewed the Fires of Inspiration in my Doll Room.
Her exuberant dancing that encouraged us to entirely celebrate
And she proved to our own human Pippi child
(who always has ketchup on her nose)
that being a little different can be a real BLESSING.
We love you, Pippi...