Ellyn Gluntz.

ELLYN When I grow up I would like to have Ellyn's infectious joy. She laughs every day, and if she doesn't, she is sure someone near her is. I hope I bring light on days that feel dark and looming. That I can find joy in a good song, joy in a bowl of quac, joy in a smile with a stranger. I hope that when I grow up, my soul has the same joy that can be seen even when I'm crying and hurt. That I don't grieve like those without hope, that my joy is so rooted, that not even the craziest days, weeks, months, or years would let me deny a good time with my people. Ellyn, your smile is layers of Joy, and every year that passes seems to make that light shine even brighter, withstanding storms and even brighter on the sunny days. Your smile has actually lit up rooms before. I know because I shared a home with you for two years. I've seen it.