Rest In Peace, My Strength, My Angel
Heather died. She actually died. Heather was my strength, I felt like she took me under her wing and encouraged me along the path. I knew she was doing bad. She lived in Buffalo and I was going yo call her on the day she died, to see if somehow I might visit with her, even though she was bed ridden. But, I chickened out. I was afraid she'd be too sick, that we wouldn't be able to coordinate it anyway with me being in hospital. So, I guess her funeral must have been while I was in Buffalo. If I had known, I would have gone in a heartbeat.
I loved Heather, her wit, her will, her determination, and her constant ability to put her own woes aside and offer advice and an ear, I spoke with her once, around US Thanksgiving. She said we were kindred spirits and I believe it. But Heather was 1000 times stronger and braver than I. Only 39 with 4 kids and a hubby, struggling financially and then with the beast. She was diagnosed the same day she gave birth to her last child not even 2 years ago. They noticed a suspicious mole on her leg as she was birthing. Unbelievably unfair. But, now she is a soaring angel, and as she was a huge part of my strength in life, she will remain so in death. I know that if Heather could do this thing, so can I.
Pleeeeease take time to read Heather's blog from start (July) to finish. I guarantee you will never be so uplifted and inspired.
RIP March 2, 2007