Sunday, February 1, 2009

Highs and Lows

Shea passed away last night. Peacefully, I suspect. The sort of peace that morphine and the such provide as the person takes the final turn off of this bumpy road.

She was only 12. She fought not only cystic fibrosis but cancer, to boot.

On the very same morning that we are waking to celebrate James' half-way point my thoughts occasionally wander off to Shea's family. Although my children are still here (fighting over video games as I type), I have been there, on the front line of end of life decision making with both my mother and brother. I just remember how quick it all happened. How you are forced to put your mourning on hold and attend to the 'business' of death. It's horrible yet unavoidable.

We knew Shea as much as blogs, conversations with friends and meeting up with her on the sixth floor allowed us to. She was part of our MCCP family. Despite not having the closest relationship with her we got to know her well enough to know that we walking on earth are much, much poorer this morning.

I try and not make these pages my pulpit and, at times, I carefully tow the line. I just ask that you join us today in raising a glass to our milestone and - immensely more important - bow your head for Princess Shea's peace and her family's healing.


3 comments:

Rosemary said...

Please know that your friends in PA are with you in prayer and HOPE. Love and Hugs from Ada and Ben's Appie

Unknown said...

Rest In Peace, Shea

pixie said...

Hey big & small Taylors..You are all amazing & should be "right proud"!! I sure am!! You are such an example of what brave & strong means! Keep up the good work!!! XO Pixie & family