If you could imagine the most incredible story ever, it would be less incredible than the story of being here. And the ironic thing is that story is not a story, it is true. It takes us so long to see where we are. It takes us even longer to see who we are. This is why the greatest gift you could ever dream is a gift that you can only receive from one person. And that person is you yourself.
-John O'Donohue
In the wake of Cathy's passing, there have been many many instances where we've seen how she touched so many lives in such unusual ways...for instance, in her work, she made routine calls all over the United States. Simple tasks that she made GRAND. Clerks in California, on hearing that she passed away, tell us that they are so depressed. (Cathy has never met these people...she's never been to California.)
Her hairdresser, Vicky has been out of the country for 2 weeks. She called this morning to learn that her client of 36 years has passed. There isn't any way to fill in that missed appointment with someone else.
I guess that what I am trying to do with this reflection of John O'Donohue's is that Cathy had to know herself pretty well in order to leave so much of herself with anyone that she came into contact with. She could give the gift of herself to herself, and also reach thousands of miles away and touch folks in such a way that they are devastated with the news of her loss. That's a strong validation of a pleasant life well lived.
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