She quietly walked into our life seven years ago, we remember.
She was kind of plump and somewhat shy, but eager to learn the operation of the newspaper.
After two weeks on the job, we learned that her name was Mona and that she had recently graduated from UNCA. Her soft-spoken voice also shared a desire to be upgraded from typist clerk to staff reporter, but she was kind of apprehensive about the position ever becoming a reality.
We told her to never give up and always work toward her goal.
And she did.
Days grew to months and months stretched into years.
And the plump young woman from Burke County had transformed herself into a slim, mature professional.
Confidence had superseded apprehension. She had readied herself for the victory.
We remember the joy she expressed on the day she was hired as a news reporter. She was so excited. And she vowed to give it her best shot.
Mona survived the grit and grind of the police and sheriffs department beat – chasing down dead leads and those “exciting weather stories” to dull convention speakers.
She made her mark when she was promoted education reporter. Her mild-mannered approach and her effective reporting skills were pleasing to all concerned.
But most of all, we remember her determination and her honest love for those she worked with each day.
There was a time when death visited her family and through tears and deep thought, she searched in vain to find an answer.
She was able to overcome the tragedy and to be there to comfort us when the storms of life visited our lives. Her words of wisdom were like the calm that follows the storm. And although we are saddened that our “Cupcake” is leaving for destinations unknown, our lives have been enriched by the love that she shared.