I met Helen over 4 years ago through my nail polish Instagram, when she commented on one of my posts featuring Essie’s “Press Pause”, telling me she color-matched the color of her walls to that color. We became friends pretty much instantly after that and found we had many things in common, including a love of reading, studying the German language, cats, theatre, movies, Jaffa cakes, jumpers, Strictly Come Dancing, and much much more. We used to watch Bake Off and Strictly together, texting each other throughout. And she would text me the Strictly spoiler Sunday mornings so we wouldn’t have to watch the results show. When I developed an irrational hatred of Dan Walker as a result of his time on the show as a contestant, she would text me a picture of him in his ridiculous red lobster costume for laughs. She came over to visit me one weekend to help me sort my nail polish collection and we were able to meet up a couple of times in London to see Macbeth (with Ralph Fiennes) and the Nutcracker. We only got to see each other a couple of times in person, but we texted everyday - I could text her about anything from the mundane to the meaningful. I can’t believe I can’t text her anymore, but I do feel I can hear her voice in my head when I think about what I’d text her about now. She sent me the most wonderful birthday and Christmas packages, and my packages to her always felt woefully inadequate in comparison. She was there for me in some of my big life moments and all the small ones too. I only got to know her for a short amount of time, but her thoughtfulness, loyalty, and intelligence left a strong and lasting impression. I will always think of her when I go to read a cozy Christmas novel, paint my nails, go to the theatre, and so many more ordinary moments. I miss you Helen.
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