Oddly enough, I had started writing a post earlier today about how things were going here lately – getting off track, getting back on track, rearranging my workspace to accommodate my health – but it all seems pretty trivial right now. I just got a phone call from a friend.
We lost an angel here today.
Eternal rest grant unto her, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon her. May the souls of the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.
My friend Rose lost her battle with cancer today. She was. is. an amazing woman. I have no doubt she was in Heaven on the exhale and has spent the day up there rearranging the furniture in the lobby for St. Peter. Rose inspired so many people during her time here, and continues to. Her and her husband Chuck both. Rose was a powerhouse and I have no doubt she still is.
The reason I say here is that I know she is at peace with God now. She isn’t gone. She’s watching over everyone she loved and I know that her kind of love easily spans the distance from there to here and back. I feel blessed to have had the time with her that I did, her impact in my life far-reaching. Rose was the one who helped me get back into lymphatic therapy, however brief, and set my mind on a different path. She made amazing Hootycreek cookies (which she got me hooked on, thanks) and could sideswipe you at cards with an impish chuckle before you knew what hit you. Her smile spoke a feisty passion for life that was infectious and I loved seeing it. I’ll miss it.
My husband Val, my daughter, and I have some very fond memories of her, and I know she won’t be forgotten. Far from it.
Ironically, today is International Women’s Day. I love you Rose. Yes, I know, I’ll go wrap.
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