Sazzy is gone. 

I loved her very much, and she gave me access for this closure. She had many health conditions that were not caught until too late. She felt guilty she stopped writing. Sazzy was amazing, sweet, wild, and inventive. She wanted to be a vet. She was nearly there until the last year of study, when her weak heart caught up to her. 

I've been given permission to search through the old drafts and post what is left. They won't be finished, and it'll be rough, as I am not a writer like she was. But maybe these old stories will make you smile. That was all she wanted.

"No matter what tries to get in your way, don't ever stop creating and loving. Pave your own path, with love or with fire." -Sazzy