in which I write about quilts, dreams, everyday life, and almost nothing about giraffes
Monday, March 28, 2011
Cartwheels in Heaven
Today I found out that one of my all-time favorite former students died last Friday. Some of us had just been discussing when we should go visit her. Wish we had jumped up and run over to visit, instead of trying to coordinate days. We didn't know our time was so short.
Voua was a wonderful, lively young woman. She was very smart, curious, and loved to learn. At a young age (mid-teens) she began experiencing effects of a terrible disease: NF2. Over the years I worked with her, she continued to decline physically. She never lost her zest for learning, her interest in other people and the world around her, and her spark for life. She never ONCE complained about her condition! Everyone who ever met her instantly fell in love with her. She was a true shining star.
I am so blessed to have worked with Voua. Her death is a huge loss to this world. But in her short time on earth (23 years), she touched so many lives and brought us total joy. Thank you, Voua! I hope you are turning cartwheels in heaven.
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I am so very sorry for the loss of such a beautiful young girl. That you have written such a lovely tribute means that she has not only left her mark upon others hearts, but now upon the flow of this big world wide web of ours. The connections will only continue as she turns those fabulous cartwheels through time and space.
I'm sorry. May her memory be a blessing.
My best friend has NF1. Her mom died young from it, and likely she will, too. I try to not think about it too much, because we just never know.
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