Dear Cindy,
Poor communicator that I am, I am writing now because I realize that at our age and with our various disabilities, we may not have the opportunity to meet in person again, though I surely hope I am wrong.
You have been strongly on my mind, of course, since I have been witness to all your worldly possessions now in Paula’s garage. It was difficult to witness and reminds me that I don’t want to leave some things unsaid.
Your generosity to us throughout the years and to Aune and Ingrid when they were young, is much appreciated. You have always been generous, not just with things and time, but you have an incredible generosity of spirit… so thanks for that.
You have been an example to us all, and though I will never live up to your example, I have seen you live the fullest of lives and face difficulties with the greatest resiliency and good humor. I have always described you as someone who could be kicked out of the car alone in the desert and would make a life.
Not only that, but you are beautiful, vivacious, creative and a kind and dutiful caretaker of family and friends.
Some time ago, I started a poem about you that (though I have completed over a hundred) remains unfinished. I have not abandoned it, however and hope someday to be up to the task. If I live to do it, I’ll send you a copy.
Love and miss you,
Betty
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