Our Mexico trip, 2010
This isn’t really about ovarian cancer at all, nor is it an
attempt to be funny. I have been
studying Navajo culture for a few months, ever since I returned from Kristen’s
place in Flagstaff. “Studying” so far
consists of re-reading all the Tony Hillerman Leaphorn-Chee novels. I have ordered a few more serious books; they
lie there on the coffee table looking at me accusingly. When I finish Hillerman I promise to give
them a try. But, I am lazy. It’s my right; I’m an old fart.
The purpose of this blog is to share something I have
gradually come to realize. Hillerman
relates how the Navajo Way consist of “walking in beauty”. I don’t pretend to understand that; all my
life I have “walked” in a constant state of competitiveness and inner
turmoil. But last night I realized that “walking
in beauty” exactly describes Linda. I’m
not going to try to elaborate: you who knew her well will understand. Even when she contracted ovarian cancer she
continued on, in beauty. There wasn’t a
Sing that could save her, nor any trick of modern medicine. But she continued. The world really is a darker place, now that she is gone.
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