Smaranda laughs and her laughter tinkles through cyberspace.
She talks about her cats as if they’re her family.
She is bubbly and fresh and new, with just a smattering of wicked humour.
She enjoys little oddities and takes delight in them.
She holds close to her heart what may seem trivial to the world.
She twists things around and the world smiles.
Her sense of humour, however freaky, is delicious.
She has great goals and even greater determination to make them happen.
She is always awesome, even though she says so.
She is one of those people that make my days bright and sunny.
She is only 33, fighting a battle for her life and needs all the help she can get.
Help Smaranda keep her sunshine alive.
And although I search for words to describe the strange liquid feelings I harbour inside, the only words I have access to have all been said before.