I met Iris 5 years ago when she joined our bookclub. You get to know people over time by what they say … and actually, more so by what they don’t say. Who they are comes out in their visceral reactions, interests and aversions. Iris had a more reserved personality, especially compared to others around the table, but because she had this beautiful sincerity about her, she didn’t need to vocally express her opinions to be understood.

I remember one of the contributions she brought to our monthly potluck dinners - popcorn lightly seasoned but with such an amazing savoury taste that we couldn’t stop stuffing it (discreetly as possible) by the handfuls into our bellies. I remember thinking: this is one classy chick! We better up our game and stop just bringing leftover veggies from the fridge! To wax poetic, she was like her popcorn: simple, elegant, and delicate.

Or - one of her book selections, which is still one of my favourites: The Night Circus. It actually wasn't one of her favourites but I remember her noting she was attracted to the cover design and the mysterious synopsis. She was surprised that a few of us had been so taken by her selection - a testament to her modesty … but I do believe her choice really did reflect her passion for the visual, propensity for hope and faith in love.

And speaking of which - she LOVED Chopper and Brian (maybe in reverse order). She always had amusing Chopper anecdotes (it’s a wonder she ever got any rest with a dog sleeping on her head!) and shared light-hearted stories of Brian and their travels. One such story involved swimming, if I remember correctly, outside of a bay and Iris had to fight the current and for one panicked moment, thought she was going to drown. When she made it through, she realized that Brian, who was not the strongest swimmer, was not behind her. However, when they finally reunited, he lamented that she had left him for the fish. It was one of those nights that we were sharing our fears - but found humour in the aftermath - and the one striking memory from that moment was her uninhibited laughter which I found infectious.

She had other stories to share - of her upbringing, her family, schooling, work. She was candid with her observations and responses but always kind, always positive. And it is this positivity, this optimism and constructive attitude that inspired you to conduct your own life with more grace.

Until we meet again Iris,
Cyn 

(Posted on behalf of Cynthia Lui)