Trek Women
March 14, 2009


I spent the last week working in Hawaii and about 2 hours before heading back home to see my family I received a devastating call that my dear friend Wendy (see January 27th blog) had died.  Is was a total shock as I had visited her 5 weeks prior. We had spoken and emailed back and forth within the past 7 days. 

She was home for the week spending time with her family between chemo treatments and her brain hemorrhaged.   She passed away the next day. 

Wendy was 40 years old and truly one of the kindest sweetest people known to mankind.  She will be missed dearly and I know in my heart that she has moved on to a better kinder world.  I know this because she was a believer in the goodness of life and all that it offered.  She will always live on and through her three amazing children. 

I'll never know why something so horrendous can happen to one person but all I can do is try to continue living my life in a way that would put a smile on her face.  I'm sure she is watching over me.  :)


Susan, I am truly, truly sorry for the loss of your friend. I know it is hard to understand why someone who appreciated life so much should lose theirs, but by knowing them we often appreciate what we have more and feel blessed having known them. They are part of what is good in the world even after they have left it.

This is one of my favorite poems about death:

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.I am a thousand winds that blow;I am the diamond glints on the snow.I am the sunlight that ripened grain;I am the gentle autumns’s rain.When you awaken in the morning’s hush,I am the swift uplifting rush,Of quiet birds in circled flight.I am the soft star that shines at night.Do not stand at my grave and cry.I am not there; I did not die.


Posted by: Danielle | Mar 18, 2009 4:01:09 AM

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