Yesterday I had two friends in hospice. Now I have one. My utterly beloved Ceal Allen has passed. Few people have as fierce a light as Ceal did and to have that light extinguished is hard to fathom. Brilliant, curious, talented, fascinating, loving woman. We utterly adored her and she was an incredibly good and kind friend to us. I feel so fortunate that we became friends. The last time I saw her this spring she pulled up in the alley and brought me a gift certificate to Cheese and Crackers and I think a bottle of wine. Roger waited quietly in the car.
I knew she’d stopped treatment. She was a woman of the mind and the chemo’s effects on her brain were just too much for her to bear any longer. We texted a bit about it and I had hoped to come visit but Ernie’s been too sick and it all happened faster than I expected.
I know she knew I loved her and I know she loved me.
And despite the fact that I knew it was coming, this hurts more than I could have imagined.
My love to Roger, her sisters, her girls and her grandkids. So much love to you all.
Ceal, you will always be in my heart because I will love you forever.