I cannot remember when I first found Margaret's blog. Six years ago? Five years ago? I know it must have been very early on in my blogging life because she was on the blogroll of one of the first blogs I started reading.
And so I know that we have been part of each other's lives for many years. I have written very few posts on which she has not commented, and over the years I have appreciated the many words of encouragement and advice she has given. We have shared many comments about teaching, books, and living here in Washington.
Two years ago her husband was diagnosed with lung cancer. She shared the news not long before Uncle Don passed away, and I think because of that I have had a strong emotional response to her husband and his fight against cancer. I can't really explain it well except that I felt connected to Margaret and Patt because fighting cancer is very real to me.
Over the past several months, Margaret has been sharing Patt's fight on her blog, and Facebook, and CaringBridge. Through all her struggles I have seen so many of our mutual blog friends rally around her. Nikki and Laura and Diane and Ally. Most of us haven't met Margaret, but we have been touched by her words.
Last night, Margaret's husband Patt lost his fight against cancer. He fought hard, and I know Margaret, Ashley and Alison will deeply feel his absence. As Margaret said--and as I know full well--just because you know the end is coming doesn't make the end any easier.
If you've been around my blog for any length of time, you've probably seen one of Margaret's comments. Even if you don't know her or her family, please pray for them during this heartbreaking time. There is no such thing as too much love, too many supportive thoughts, or too many prayers for comfort.
Margaret is one of the most well-read people I know, and so I give to her the words of Anne Bronte:
Farewell to Thee! But not farewell
To all my fondest thoughts of Thee;
Within my heart they still shall dwell
And they shall cheer and comfort me.
Life seems more sweet that Thou didst live
And men more true Thou wert one;
Nothing is lost that Thou didst give,
Nothing destroyed that Thou hast done.