Milady of Oz

From her presence and her manners she was a queen, from what you could see in her eyes she was a star. I don't mean this in the vulgar sense of the word used to described people who have achieved certain notoriety, I mean it in the most literal possible way. At risk of sounding dull and sentimental, I dare say she definitely shone in an unexpected and mesmerizing way. Nevertheless, she was sweet and kind and if she was aware of her astral quality she was ever so subtle in demonstrating it.

I was one of the lucky ones, the ones that got to know her well I even was let in into the intricacies of the not so bright sides of her character. What she became later nobody could have anticipated, but I always had the sense that it was coming. Greatness is in everything she does, except in those moments when she decides not to act on it. Whether as a conscious decision or because of something she cannot help, those are the tinny little spots that remind us (and perhaps remind her as well) that she is in fact one of us and in my case in particular one of my own.