
My friend Ruth Joslyn passed away at the age of 43 on July 17. She was first diagnosed with breast cancer in 1997, went through surgery and chemotherapy, then into remission. The cancer returned in her bones about five years ago, then recently in her liver. She fought for a long time, but in June was finally told there was nothing to do.
I attended her memorial service this morning. It was filled with people who's lives she had touched, each in a different and amazing way. Ruth was a true friend and one that I valued greatly. She always made me feel so special, so cared for. To see that she had this affect on so many other people was amazing, beautiful, and so very sad, because she's gone. It seems wrong and unfair that she's not here anymore. She left behind a husband and two children, 13 and 6.
Her service has also made me think about how I'm spending my time. I know that life is mostly made up of mundane things: work, chores, sleep. That's fine - I don't expect that every moment will be bursting with fulfillment. But I do want to make sure I don't waste those moments on things that will lead me nowhere. I want to spend more time with my kids, my husband, connecting with my friends. I need to remember this feeling and follow through with it in my life.
Ruth lives on through all the people she touched, through her husband, through her wonderful children. I can't accept the unfairness of her life being shortened the way it was - but I will carry her memory with me always.