Another dear friend is preparing to leave this earth. She is in hospice, with days left to reside in her mortal shell. There is a full moon coming, full moons herald endings in life, a lot of times a farewell to a feminine presence. I hope the full moon guides her, if that will indeed be her time to leave.
Linda Woyurka is an inspiration to me. I met her through mutual friends in Gettysburg. The disfigurement of her face dimmed in the bright light of her essence. We shared a unique bond; the cancer that had ravaged her had taken my young niece, so I knew the incredible suffering she had endured. And I use that word knew hesitantly, for no one can know the incredible battle she fought and is still fighting as I write these words.
In a way, Linda offered me comfort. I saw what she endured to live, and was thankful that the Universe had spared my niece that suffering. I told Linda everything my niece had endured, how part of her tongue was removed, how all her teeth had to be pulled, how this beautiful 29 year old girl’s life was taken away from her tiny son and all who loved her. Linda knew the suffering, she had endured the same. It was a short suffering for my niece, she succumbed quickly. Linda lived. She wasted no time enjoying each day of life until the enemy returned. She suffered but she also shared with me and all who knew her such an incredible thankfulness for each day.
Days that would have thrust most of us into despair, she spent enjoying the birds, enjoying all her cats, both inside and feral, and cooking delicious meals; though she could now only drink a liquid diet.
Each morning, her posts inspired me to heights of gratitude. What should I possibly have to complain about, when this kind and thoughtful woman was telling me to enjoy my day?
I have met some wonderful friends in Gettysburg, and I have also lost a few. Now, Linda will journey on and I know meet up with them.
The energy of Gettysburg still holds the courage and valor of those who perished long ago. And to this day, the energy of courage and valor permeates the air as the brave continue to walk its Hallowed Grounds.
Linda is one of them; her energy will linger. It will linger in the hearts of friends. It will stop in at our favorite book shoppe. It will walk beside us on Remembrance Day, and remember we will.
I am a better person for knowing her……May her crossing be filled with peace and light and many, many waiting furry little feline paws to hold her hand along the way.
Perhaps someone will read this to you my friend and let you know the impact you have had on me.
With much gratitude for our friendship,