We said goodbye to an old friend today.
Helen was there when we first started working out what we wanted Súnas to be, all those years ago on Mannie's verandah, and though she moved down to Tasmania, she never left the band. For a few years now she'd been bravely battling cancer, and last Wednesday, surrounded by family and friends, she let go.
There's almost too much to single out just a few things about Helen that made her special; her incredible (naughty) humour, compassion, crap suggestions for cover songs (sorry Helen, but 'Ob-la-di' will never make it to a set list), but most of all, it was that she was fearless. She did things that the rest of us only talked about. From selling everything and buying a B&B in Tasmania, to travelling across the world in her last months to see a festival she'd been dreaming about for 5 years. She followed her dreams, not matter where they led and her boundless optimism was a lesson to us all.
We miss you Helen. You never did anything simply, never took the easy path, but you always wanted to carry everyone along with you for the fun.
We miss you.
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