We Lost a Great Wench

The Lazy Wench lost the Senior Wench in January of 2003 after a two year battle with cancer. The cancer did not win. The Senior Wench was an incredible woman, a true Wench, a leader, a guide and an inspiration. The Lazy Wench is still reeling from the shock of this loss. Knowing that the Senior Wench preferred action to talk, The Lazy Wench is not sitting and moping, though she does get teary eyed frequently.

Words alone cannot describe the Senior Wench's ability to live life and face new experiences and challenges. At 60-some odd years of age, The Lazy Wench paid for the Senior Wench to climb into an open cockpit airplane and take a ride. The Senior Wench was the first person in line when the plane taxied out on the grass runway. At 70-some odd, the Senior Wench taught her granddaughter how to walk on stilts and hop on a pogo stick by demonstrating what to do.

The Lazy Wench's memories of the Senior Wench include sitting on the Senior Wench's lap to learn crochet at the age of three, yelling for help from the Senior Wench when facing a sewing machine with a tangled bobbin thread and giving the Senior Wench a hand quilted wall hanging that The Lazy Wench completed as she traveled westward around the world. Throughout The Lazy Wench's life, the Senior Wench has been her inspiration, her cheering section and her safe haven. Life does go on, and The Lazy Wench is taking comfort from her memories, her family, her friends and her stitching.

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