
I've been thinking a lot lately about my good friend Marjory. While I was down in Utah I was able to spend a little time with Marjory and her mom, Linda. I don't get to see Marjory very often anymore and I hadn't seen Linda in over five years. Less than two weeks after I saw them Linda passed away.
Linda and Jeb always treated all of Marjory's friends as if we belonged at their house. We were always welcome and always felt comfortable there. I especially appreciated that feeling since I was so far from my own family at the time. They included me in their family when I wasn't able to join my family for Thanksgiving. They opened their home for parties and group get-togethers. I'm sad to think that when I go back to visit she won't be there.
I'm so glad I got to know Linda and I'm glad I got to see her one last time. When I saw her last month she still smiled and laughed about things, even though I know she didn't feel well.
My thoughts and my prayers are now with Marjory, her dad, and her brother.