amber and i lived together for four years.
half of that was during the pandemic in a tiny apartment.
you get to know someone in that situation.
as you probably know she had her demons. she struggled with addictions. But she was able to kick many of them admirably.
she enjoyed going to meetings.
she enjoyed doing things that would help her in her recovery.
for the last couple of years she was in Washington trying to get a fresh start.
she had a boyfriend – something that was never hard for her –
she had a job working at a fancy hotel – something she was great at.
the last time she texted me she told me she was 30 days sober.
before that text she asked me to write her a card. i was reluctant because i told her i thought we should chill out on conversing so we could both move on with our next chapters – something that’s hard to do when you’ve got one foot in the Past
but i did write the card. i dont remember what i wrote. it was hard to know what to say and the pens were old and didn’t want to work.
i was also worried what she wanted it for.
im glad i sent it though because her follow up texts were so sweet.
she was such a truly genuinely sweet person.
she LOVED being a concierge. she loved being of service.
after a few of her friends started reading my blog they’d eventually ask, “you two are sooo different, what do you talk about?”
we talked about the hotel biz A Lot.
we loved this book Heads in Beds which we listened to
on a long roadtrip to Spring Training
a few years ago.
one of my favorite memories of Amber was she was at the Four Seasons Beverly Wilshire on Rodeo
One of her favorite books was Michelle Obama’s Becoming.
She would read me parts of it as we drove.
We loved driving all over LA. sometimes with no destination in mind.
just holding hands talking about LA.
one day Michelle Obama was a guest at the hotel.
amber found out.
she told her boss that she had read the book several times and knew The First Lady loved cheese toast
and asked if it would be OK if she ran across the street and bought a special toaster oven that could do the right things.
five star hotels love doing things like that for VIPs.
she got the ok, ran and got the toaster, fresh bread, the fixins for cheese toast and went up to the room.To her surprise Barack Hussein Obama opened the door.
Surprise bc it was top secret that he had arrived while she was out buying the toaster.
Mr President, I have read your wife’s book and I know she likes cheese toast,
so it’s my honor to deliver this to her with our regards.
She said Barack’s face lit up.
I want you to know how hard i tried to make things better for her.
I am so sorry i failed.
When her sister said her favorite years were the ones with me i couldnt help thinking, but i wasn’t able to save her.
But we can’t, I guess.
But dont let that stop you from trying.