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Kate

I think about my friend, Kate Struby, who died from this horrible disease in 2013. She lived here at Bailey Boushay House before I did.

I reached out to Kate online through FaceBook because I loved her photograph with her head thrown back in laughter. I also loved her posts. I guess I just loved her spirit.

I got to finally meet her one month before she died. I happened to be at the University of Washington Medical Center for my quarterly appointment when I saw her FaceBook post. She was awake and in the medical ICU. She was a mere few floors down. I would not be stopped. Relativeor no, I would meet my FaceBook friend.

Thank God I did. I rolled into the room to find a beautiful, ethere.al woman flanked by two friends. Although it was an impromtu visit, she said she knew me immediately.I was in awe of her with her fiery spirit despite the ravages of our shared disease. She, unable to lift even a finger, lifted my spirit.

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  1. chaplaindebbeJune 9, 2015 at 7:20 AM

    Hi, Tina,
    May I share this post with some of the residents I visit? Our culture is so much about a person's value being dependent on how much they can DO, for themselves and others, that they've bought into the lie that "less capable" means "less valuable" I'm constantly going around telling them "You're a human BEING, not a human DOING!" but it's hard for them to believe. I like to share encouraging things like this with them, but I won't without your permission.

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  2. UnknownJune 15, 2015 at 12:35 AM

    I would be honored and delighted to have you share my posts or blog for the good of others. You're a wonderful person, Debbie!

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