When I think of Sara so many things come to mind, it's hard to pick and chose just a few stories. Since we both grew up in the (705) area code we had so many similarities that became especially apparent when we were amongst our California connection. Once specific story comes to mind while we were out in Santa Monica for Sara's bachelorette party. We ended up at a bar with an 80's cover band... a Lindsay girls dream!!! Over the mic "Paradise City" by Guns and Roses was roaring and Sara and I both ran to the dance floor singing at the top of our lungs, agreeing that the song was a total reminder of "Lindsay fair"....only to be disappointed that some of the girls on the trip didn't have a clue about that song... but it sure made us fond of our grass roots:)
I never imagined that Sara and I would share the same hometown, highschool, university, rugby teams, state, and last but not least, apartment in California. Being with Sara always made me feel close to home, especially in tough times when you missed the comfort of your family and friends up north. Whether it was spending time running at Rancho, watching the Leafs, playing 9 holes at Drunken Gardens, enjoying a pint at the Rose and Crown, shopping at Stanford Mall, wine tasting in the Santa Cruz mountains, skiing in Tahoe, riding our bikes to Sam's for a nice "special lemonade" and resorting to taking the ferry back home, hiking Yosemite, Sake bombs at Miakes, playing an intense game of dominos, or just plain hanging out, Sara always knew how to put a smile on your face and your mind at ease.
Sara to this day is the only girl I know who can get away with sending a pizza delivery BOY away shirtless and covered in salt/lime juice; leaving a gentleman standing in the middle of the dance floor shirtless at 111 Minna in San Franny; singing "I love rock and roll" at Goosetown karaoke and getting applauded for it, hopping on some random strangers Harley outside of the Black Watch to sneak a few photos; drinking draft beer straight frome the tap at the Rose and Crown pub...all in good fun and with such uncanny innocence, nobody batted an eye!
Sara, I miss your zest for life, your optomistic outlook, your firery and sarcastic personality, your tender heart, your ability to give 110% all the time whether it be on the rugby pitch, at work, or with your family and friends. I look forward to the daily reminders that I have of you, whether it be a drive past Microsoft on my way to the early a.m Stanford runs, or having a heart to heart with my patient who is petrified of their upcoming back surgery and I always refer to your back surgery and what a trooper you were. You are a constant reminder to me that not giving 110% to everything that you do is selling yourself short...and I will always look to the brightest star in the sky and thank you for that.
Happy Birthday Sara! We all miss you!
Love Jill
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