I was sad to read the obituary in the Palladium-Item for Liz Thompson, formerly of Richmond, Indiana. She was a friend of mine when she was a year behind me in high school. I don’t believe I have had contact with her since then, but it is always sad to see your peers die at a relatively young age. I recall her as a sweet person who was extremely smart. She died on November 16, 2007 after a two year battle with cancer. She was 35 years old and left behind a husband and two young daughters.
My thoughts also go out to her mother, Mary-Anne Thompson who was one of the most exceptional English teachers a high school student could have.
By and large, I have become numb to the random cruelties of the universe. But, occasionally, it still makes me want to rage.
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> But, occasionally, it still makes me want to rage.
Me too.
I’ll need to look her up in my senior yearbook. I seem to remember her too. And I loved her mom as a teacher.
As a Christian, I’ll say that “why” is the #1 question I have for God. Someday I’ll know the answer. Until then, I too will rage at the uncertainty of life at times like this.
This is a very small world as Amy emailed me this morning. I just went to Elizabeth’s memorial service last night here in MA. She was a friend of mine from the moms group I’m in.