Stacie Farmer passed away three years ago today, but she never really left us.
Her physical body was unable to overcome a horrifying accident that claimed her on what would have been her 24th birthday.
But today, on Sept. 15, a day that, in a cruel twist, marks both the beginning and end of her journey here on Earth, her light still shines brightly.
The Coupeville High School grad, a splendid softball player for the Wolves during her time at CHS, is 27 today and being remembered in many places.
Which is appropriate for a fearless, graceful young woman who spread love and hope with her as she skipped merrily across the globe.
From The Rock to a river in West Virginia to a mountain top in a foreign land, Stacie reached out to everyone she met with the same attitude.
She embraced people, and they embraced her back.
Stacie loved with an open heart, and whether you were a young child who looked up at her, her face ringed by her wild dreadlocks, a smile beaming down at you, or a complete stranger she passed for but a moment, as she waved at you as she rolled by, you were better for the contact with her.
It would be better, in every way, if she was with her family and friends for her 27th birthday. This is not debatable.
But she can’t be here — in person at least — and so she is remembered every time a friend thinks of her.
Every time someone tells a story about her. Every time someone, anyone, takes a moment from their life to just be, in the moment, and make life better for those around them.
We can’t all be Stacie Farmer, but we can at the same time.
We can help others, we can raise their spirits, we can give them a piece of ourselves, the piece that honors her favorite words — bhavuta sabba mangalam — may all beings be happy.
Do something for someone else. Make their life a better place.
Don’t let Farm Dog’s legacy fade away.












































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