I hardly know what to say, my heart is truly broken this morning.
Miss Glenda Sanders, my friend, my inspiration to write, my Kody Bear's only newspaper interviewer that we would allow to write about him.
She had the best sense of humor, loved Bear as much as I do, laughed when at the age of 6 1/2 he drenched her with a fire hose while she tried to take his photos, she was with us throughout Kody's journey from the very first week of his brain cancer diagnoses, she loved to write about Kody's happy times...not the gloomy ones.
She inspired me to start a journal, to write from the heart, she taught me the power of prayer, to never give up, to treasure each day.
Last May, while having lunch and interviewing me for an article about Kody, about our family, about his new "tic's", about his martial arts, she confided in me about her ovarian cancer.
She looked great, tired as she was going though her chemo treatments, but beautiful as always.
It never occured to me that she wouldn't make it...I always assumed she would beat her cancer.
Just moments ago, Karl found out that Miss Glenda passed away.
My heart is broken, the tears won't stop, I have lost a priceless friend.
Nobody ever will share Kody's story through the newspaper..that was her job. Nobody write like she did, nobody ever will.
But...for Miss Glenda, I will. I will write about every triumph that child gives us. I'll do it for her, for myself, for Kody and for you all.
Why? Becuase she loved to hear about her Kody's accomplishments. She cried when he had his downfalls.
If ever anyone followed a little advice from me, please do this...
Love your friends, embrace friendship, go out to lunch, have an ice cream cone, laugh, love, live.
Phone a long lost friend. Please trust me on this. You just never know. There isn't a second chance when it becomes too late.
Do it for me. Do it for Kody Bear. Do it mostly for Miss Glenda.
Kody came home with a horrible headache about 10:30 this morning. I can't tell him. Not today. He is going to be devestated.
I have to go now.....