As I sat in a bar in Miami tonight I received a terrible phone call. I learned that a dear friend and maternal figure in my life had passed. Kim Ricketts of Kim Ricketts Book Events had passed earlier in the evening and the impact was immediately palpable to me. Besides being someone who I am honoured to call my friend she was a great influence on my life like many other people. Full of energy and love for all things wonderful and delicious in life she gave to me the opportunity to meet many people I would otherwise never would have. I first met Kim nigh on 12 years ago now, she was hosting a dinner and book signing where I would first meet one of the culinary writing heroes of my until then young life.
On that night I also got to really meet many people whom I will consider lifelong friends. This was the power of Kim and her gift to us all. She brought people together, gave them to them the opportunity to expand their worlds and to learn something new, rub shoulders with those we held in high esteem, and made communities of people who might never have met in person. I sit here not knowing what to say. She meant to so much to so many people and I will forever be in her debt for giving me the opportunity to stretch my wings and explore a whole new world of possibilities.
Tonight I sit bereft, though certainly no more so than her family whom she nurtured and loved. To you, I can only imagine your loss and hurt as a pillar of your lives has been borne away. The sole tribute I can give is that besides all of the tangible things that Kim gave us, more importantly she left lasting and indelible impressions upon all who were lucky enough to encounter her, we are all the poorer for her passing. If Valhalla exists she will be there, to the right of Guthlaf, cup in hand, pen in the other, and all shall be welcomed into her heart. This world will be less bright without you. I miss you and always will.