It started with a fall and ended with pneumonia. Sandy was vulnerable following many years of
anorexia.
Nigel and her mother were at Sandy’s bedside at the
end as she passed on peacefully.
We are all full of regret that she never completely
escaped the warped kingdom of anorexia.
However, her Christian belief and ours is for an
afterlife and it pleases us to picture her, (like Pilgrim, in the book by John
Bunyan), casting aside her earthly burdens and bounding on eager feet over
springy green turf towards her Heavenly Father.
There have also been blessings for those of us left behind - as the email messages and cards roll in we see how many friends and
supporters she had and how many people valued her voluntary work for the Royal
Victoria Infirmary in Newcastle, where she had previously been on the board of
governors, putting the patient’s point of view, piloting new projects and
writing clear reports.
Fittingly, it was in the RVI to which she had given
her time and energy that she died.
Even with her life limited by severe illness Sandy
had achieved so much that was worthwhile and she will be missed by many.
Which we shall try to see as a comfort.
The photo above shows Sandy with her mother when still in her twenties.
