[Magdalen] Bad news and prayers

[Marilyn Cepeda]

Marion, I am so sorry. It is so hard to lose friends. I am so glad you have
this gathering of family to look forward to!

Marilyn

On Mon, Oct 8, 2018 at 8:22 PM Marion Thompson <marionwhitevale at gmail.com>
wrote:

> Thanks, Jay.  I send you prayers and e-hugs often when the going gets
> tough at your end, though I don’t say so as often as I should – oh how I am
> haunted by the things left undone!  I think we all are cheered to know that
> we are buoyed by friends in darker times.  And, I say, thank God for God!
> How do people manage without Him to hold us tight?!
>
> Marion, a pilgrim
>
> Sent from Mail for Windows 10
>
> From: Jay Weigel
> Sent: October 8, 2018 5:32 PM
> To: magdalen at herberthouse.org
> Subject: Re: [Magdalen] Bad news and prayers
>
> Oh dear, Marion! The hits just keep on coming some days, don't they? I'm
> not so far behind you and getting that feeling too. "All our days are as
> the grass." Sending you lots of prayers and virtual hugs, which is the best
> I can do.
>
> Sometimes I think if it weren't for the grandkids, especially the newest,
> who is visiting in Tennessee, and is now crawling all over and pulling up
> on the furniture, I would think about cashing in my chips. But then I can't
> wait to see what they will do next....
>
> On Mon, Oct 8, 2018 at 4:52 PM Marion Thompson <marionwhitevale at gmail.com>
> wrote:
>
> > I have heard from an old old friend, since 1960, in Hereford.  For
> > whatever reason Barbara’s  was one of only seven Christmas cards I sent
> to
> > England last year.  Apparently it arrived a week after she had had bowel
> > surgery for cancer and she was much cheered by it.  Fast forward to the
> > other day and again for whatever reason her computer coughed up old
> emails
> > and she realized that she did have my address after all.  So I got an
> > update saying she went off chemo in the summer because her body couldn’t
> > take any more.  It was the sort of communique one would write near the
> end.
> >
> > So on Saturday I was ;literally just finishing an email to Barbara, when
> > up popped an incoming message from another friend’s ex- with the subject
> > ‘Tiggy’.  No!  I had stayed with Tiggy in Chobham in August, my last
> night
> > before flying back to Canada after Jim’s ashes.  We had a wonderful
> > evening, a good catch-up.  We had even shared a house years ago and she
> was
> > a good friend to Jim when he was over there in recent years  She was due
> to
> > get a biopsy result on the Monday after I left and we talked at length
> > about the ‘yummy man’ she had met some months before and who was due to
> > visit the next week, too.  And so no news and time passed without further
> > word.  So it has turned out that she is full of cancer, chest, lungs,
> etc.,
> > full of drugs, and is in hospice and not going to come out.
> >
> > I’m gutted by the news about these two friends who have been in my life,
> > well, forever.
> >
> > And last Sunday was my last concert singing with The Marion Singers.
> > After so many decades, it was a difficult day, but I prevailed until the
> > last two bars.  The next three days I felt like I’d been kicked by a
> mule,
> > such was the emotional hangover.
> >
> > So here I am, on the brink of 80 y.o., with the words of the psalmist
> > running through my mind, “I see that all things come to an end”.  It’s a
> > bugger, and no mistake.  Sorry if I’m rambling.
> >
> > Wednesday I’ll drive to Montreal for a several-day visit with my kids and
> > their kids and the great grand-daughter who was born in July.  Lots of
> > jollification culminating in the birthday dinner on the 12th.  So there’s
> > lots to be thankful for and it will be good fun, but oh, I’m so sad.  It
> > has been a rough year.
> >
> > Marion, a pilgrim
> >
> >
> >
> > Sent from Mail for Windows 10
> >
> >
>
> --
Marilyn (Owens, Palmero) Cepeda