Good morning all you early birds. We are up early for awhile to give the Prince pain pills and try and get him to a manageable place with his pain. I hope that he can go back to sleep, he is not getting much rest. My mind and heart have been on Deborah for the past week and Andrew and her girls. When we left Fayette in 1982 our girls were small and played together at SundaySchool, just like she and I did, when we were growing up. She and I mostly kept up through Condra, her best friend and mine as well. We all knew each other since we were babies. Our parents were friends. Fayette was small, in a different way, back then. We all literally knew everyone back then and remember we were all having babies in the 70s and she telling me about she and Andrew going over to her mom and dads and telling them on Valentines or April Foolss Day that they were going to have another baby. She said that they really got a reaction to the negative, at the time. It was real funny hearing her tell the story. Deborah was too young to leave this earth, but she was on Gods time table, not ours. I believe that her work here on earth was over and God had other big plans for her elsewhere. Deborah was kind, direct, helpful, and creative. I regret that I cant come to her memorial with Dr. Phil good sick, but she and her family will be on my mind and in my heart. Years ago she told me that there were so many in her family that they each made gifts to exchange on Christmas. Sometimes someone would grow plants for everybody or some such achievable thing. We could all learn from that one. Tears run down my face as I remember those moments and times we shared long ago. I came to Fayette periodically to see the plays she directed and support she and Condra. I never was disappointed. I once had a dress with Micky Mouse on the shoulder which I gave to her cause I knew that she would enjoy it more than me. Deborah loved Mickey Mouse and had collected many things with his logo. This is just one more example of how fragile life can be and we need to show and tell someone when we see them that we love them and share a hug. She, Condra, and I spent much time taking care of our mothers in their last years and that gave us even more common ground. I think we all three did our best in that department. We have shared some funny stories about that together. I know that her family is grieving and like Condra and I, so are many others. My heart goes out to you all, but I feel good knowing that she is now one of our angels and I am sure directing some event in heaven. I miss you, was glad we had many good times over our lives, and am glad that I can call you friend. Rest in peace and know that you were loved by me and many, many others. Love, Linda
Posted on: Sat, 09 Aug 2014 10:39:53 +0000
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