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wrote on January 23, 2025
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10:40 am
I met Eli in grad school at York, around 2010 or 2011, and we connected instantly. She was super smart, warm and sparkly, queer and disabled and political and absolutely brimming with life. One of those people who lifts the mood of a room just by walking in the door. She was a bright spot in a difficult grad school experience. At first we commiserated over tough course readings but I remember so clearly when we were like “I think we’re gonna be friends!” and from that moment on, we were.
Between our respective health issues and physical distance, we were in and out of touch after she switched programs to one in Vancouver, but we visited and spoke when we were able. Most recently, I stayed with her on a trip out East in the fall of 2023, and it was wonderful to reconnect.
At various points over the years, Eli and I soaked our sore bodies together at water spas in Toronto and Vancouver, and although she couldn't join me, she introduced me to her favourite outdoor spa near Halifax, too - and lent her car to make sure I could go. We savoured delicious chocolate together, had deep conversations about a million things. Our last in-person hangout was over diner breakfast in Halifax: greasy eggs and bacon at a table in a sunny window. Terrible tea and excellent company.
I'll always remember Eli in water and in sun. I'm gutted that she's gone so young. It’s been a privilege to be her friend.
Between our respective health issues and physical distance, we were in and out of touch after she switched programs to one in Vancouver, but we visited and spoke when we were able. Most recently, I stayed with her on a trip out East in the fall of 2023, and it was wonderful to reconnect.
At various points over the years, Eli and I soaked our sore bodies together at water spas in Toronto and Vancouver, and although she couldn't join me, she introduced me to her favourite outdoor spa near Halifax, too - and lent her car to make sure I could go. We savoured delicious chocolate together, had deep conversations about a million things. Our last in-person hangout was over diner breakfast in Halifax: greasy eggs and bacon at a table in a sunny window. Terrible tea and excellent company.
I'll always remember Eli in water and in sun. I'm gutted that she's gone so young. It’s been a privilege to be her friend.