(Updated Oct. 27, 2022)
My older sister Mary died 49 years ago today; she was only 14 years old, a few weeks shy of her 15 birthday.
I loved Mary. She and I were very close and I have mourned her untimely passing for almost 50 years. What killed her was Lupus, a devastating disease back in those days, and which, because of her unique and severe case, has enabled other victims of Lupus to live healthier and fuller lives.
Mary was one of the sweetest, kindest, and gentlest of people I have known. I never remember her in our short span of time together becoming angry. Her gentle, unassuming nature was wonderful.
It is not necessarily true that “time heals all wounds.” That wound in my soul from my best friend prematurely dying from a painfully horrific disease remains open; only when I see and hug her again will it forever close.
She is buried here in Tucson, AZ at “East Lawn Palms Mortuary and Cemetery.” I often visit her gravesite to honor her memory. Mary is the first person I hope to meet when I pass from this world and into the dimension she now lives in, a place, no doubt, filled with light, healing, and divine love.
For those familiar with the excellent “what3words” app, here is what I hope is the three word address of where her gravestone is located in this cemetery:
Here is an earlier post about my beautiful and precious sister.
Rest in peace, Mary.