Tracy Mae Finstad 1980 - 2019
I’ve been trying to write this for hours because I want it to be perfect. I want my words to express how limitless and immense my love was for Tracy. I want to find the right words to express how incredible she was, but they just don’t exist.
I’m not going to waste any time or space talking about the C word. I hate it and refuse to give it any more attention than it has already stolen from me. It took the love of my life, but not without a hell of a fight. Man, did she fight! Even through round after round of chemo, radiation, and surgeries, watching everything she loved being taken away, she maintained her beautiful spirit and love of life.
What I DO want to talk about is Tracy Mae. There’s a quote from Shakespeare that says, “When I saw you I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew.” That is how our love began. This may be sound trite, but I can honestly say I have never loved anyone as much as I loved her; she was my soulmate, my best friend, - hell, My Everything. I am so thankful for the 8 years I was blessed with her. Of course we knew how much we loved each other and were meant to be together, but had no idea how many people saw and knew it too!
Tracy was one of those people whom everyone loved. She was so fun-loving and selfless, almost to a fault. Her brother described her as one who “lived like a rockstar and loved like a saint.” No truer words exist. Tracy didn’t have one mean bone in her body and her heart was ginormous. Fun? Oh my gosh! In these past 8 years I cannot tell you how much fun and laughter we have shared in our many adventures. We were a unit. Very rarely would you find one of us out without the other. Our names were combined; where’s Tracy and Andee, is Tracy and Andee coming? Tracy’s soul was beautiful and I’m so lost without her. I do know that I will one day see her again, until then I will live my life and make her proud, and I have no doubt that one day we will be a unit again.
Tracy Mae was just cool, the kind of person that everyone wants to be around. She was an incredible basketball player, team roper, and a fabulous dancer. I loved dancing with her, as did all of the other ladies. :) Country or hip-hop, that girl had moves. When we danced we were one person. Jealousy? Nope - none. We loved each other so much that even if we were out and about and I was doing my social-butterfly thing, all it took was a look across the room, our eyes locking up with a silent “I see you, I love you” and it was all good. I could go on and on about her, about our love and our life. There’s just no way to say how incredible she was or how much I loved her, or how much it’s going to suck without her.
So, instead I will lift my glass up to Heaven and and cheer - Dilly Dilly Tracy Mae! Dilly Dilly...
Note: If you would like to donate in Tracy's honor, please visit yscchampions.org/TracyMaeFinstad.
Tribute by: Andee H