Tomorrow Linda will have been gone for three years. I am going to post something I wrote about her several months ago. For the next 10 or so days I will be in northern Arizona with two of my daughters,
This isn’t really about ovarian cancer at all,
nor is it an attempt to be funny. Off and on over the years I have been
interested in Navajo culture. So far most of what I know comes from
reading the marvelous “Leaphorn-Chee” novels, by Tony Hillerman. I have
made an effort to read more “serious” things, but to no avail. Hillerman
remains my only guide.
In his books Hillerman relates that the Navajo
Way consist in part of “walking in beauty”. I don’t pretend to fully
comprehend that concept; all my life I have “walked” in a state of constant striving and inner turmoil. But I
have come to realize that “walking in beauty” exactly describes Linda; on her journey through life she created beauty all around her, wherever she happened to be!
Those of you who knew her well will
understand. Even when she contracted ovarian cancer she continued on, in
beauty. There wasn’t a Sing that could save her, nor any trick of modern
medicine. But she walked on to the end, in beauty.
In her obituary I wrote that, with her death,
the world would be a darker place. For
those of us who knew her well, it certainly is.