My friend, my friend, my friend. She fought a long hard battle against that cancer that was determined to win. She went on hospice last February after trying every drug and treatment she could. There was finally just nothing left for the medical world to give her.
I am so happy that I went and saw her a couple of times when she was her old self. Once she was off all the cancer drugs she was coherent and we had great conversations. Last week I had one of those moments again and thought I needed to make contact. Karen had moved to the Ray Hickey House for her final days. By the next day after I talked to Sam, she was gone. She made it almost five months on hospice and that is a lot.
Karen was my friend and had been so for a long time. We were roommates for a summer. I was there for her when her youngest son was born. I was there at her wedding. She went to school and became an insurance agent and she became mine. When she moved from one company to another so did I.....once I knew about it. She was very ethical and never solicited. But she is my friend and I wanted her giving me answers because I trusted her.
I remember when her older son set a mattress in her house on fire. I remember her dad having a stand off with the local sheriff's deputies and shooting out the street light. I remember watching slasher movies with her when I skipped school and any time we could. She loved birds and dogs and her children. She really loved her grandchildren and was sad to be preceded in death by one of them. He was on that same path as my son and it gave us more to talk about.
She was a great role model. She always was pleasant and showed how to love your family. She made do with what she had and worked hard to provide for her family. In all the years she was married to Sam I only heard a half negative thing once. She loved him a lot. And he took very good care of her through her illness.
Light and love Karen on your journey.
Light and love Sam, Wes, Chris and Kaden. She watches over you from above.
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