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Memorial - Dr. Anca Romantan > Posts > Anca
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4/23/2008Anca left a gaping hole in my heart. We shared much, from the Annenberg office in the basement and the almost daily Tiramisu across the street from the school, to books, ideas, dreams and anxieties for the future. A year ago, when we were trying to find meaning in the tragic, horrible meaninglessness of her disease, we agreed, perhaps to comfort ourselves, that one cannot gauge the import of one’s life; it is only the others whom we somehow had touched, knowingly or unknowingly, that give us our true measure. I can say, humbly, that a precious part of Anca’s life continues on through mine, through all the things she taught me about friendship and joy for living. Of the many memories with Anca that I cherish, this is one that comes readily to mind: we were climbing Mount Washington one summer. We stopped to rest, with Anca ahead of us, a gracious, colorful silhouette against a wall of stones. Cornel, looking at her, asked me: “Have you ever seen such beauty?” – I am privileged to say that for eight too short years, I actually have.
Mihaela Popescu |
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