Goodbye to a friend...
Saturday, March 03, 2012
Today, I went to a "Celebration of Life" for my friend Amy. She passed away on Monday. She was diagnosed with cancer 2 years ago, fought a good fight, but lost in the end. They could never even tell her what type of cancer she had. She went through traditional treatments and experimental. Though we hoped for a miracle, nothing worked.
Amy was the perfect example of someone who lives life the right way and still gets the short end of the stick. She ate healthy, power walked marathons, bicycled thousands of miles each year and drove a Subaru. (According to her nephew, during her service. He said there must be a certain body fat percentage that you have to be below to drive a Subaru because they're all healthy. lol) She ate organic food and was tall and slender. Bad genetics caught up with her. She was only 53 when she died.
Sometimes, I think of this and wonder why I try so hard. Then, I put it out of my mind and push on. Amy's healthy lifestyle showed through in her vibrant life and her healing touch as a massage therapist. Her confidence in herself came from her love of life and all things good. Those are the things I have to remember when I want to slip into unhealthy habits.
The memorial service was beautiful. It was standing room only. There had to be at least 250 people there. The chapel seats were filled and people were standing along the walls and out the door.
When we got there, her boyfriend Joe, also a biking friend of mine, told us he had something to show us. There was Amy's Specialized Tarmac, with a bandana tied around the handlebars, in the far corner of the room. Strange how a bicycle can make you cry. That was the beginning of my tears and they continued through all of the loving stories told about her.
Here are some words of advice that she gave one of her nieces: "If it has tires or testosterone, you can expect trouble!" That is so Amy!
Though she hasn't been able to ride for 2 years, I will still miss her out on the road. Joe gave me some of her cycling clothes a couple months ago. I will wear them when I need her strength.