On Loss

Losing a friend is never easy and unfortunately,  I have lost too many. Last week, I lost my newest friend, Alison Arneson Cowan.

I was actually introduced to Ali by a mutual friend, Marianne, via Facebook. Marianne thought we should meet as we were both in the fight! Ali's started last January and although they thought she was going to die back then, she fought and fought and was a pillar of strength and hope.

We chatted on Facebook and she would send me words of inspiration as well as a multitude of tips on what to eat and drink. Always upbeat, always optimistic, always smiling!!!

Two weeks ago, Craig took me for my weekly blood work and on line in front of me at registration was Ali. I knew her immediately from behind-tall, statuesque with little sprouts of red hair. I said, "Alison" and she turned around with a big huge smile and said, "Fran. I knew we would finally meet one day!" We hugged, a great big hug, and introduced our husbands to each other. It was as if we had always known each other.  We only had a few minutes together and then I was called back. We said goodbye and that was it.

A week later, Ali found out her cancer had spread to her liver. She posted on Facebook that she had to go into the hospital and that she was putting her faith in the Christ. She was hopeful but closed with, "I hate hospitals!" Ali never came home.

Ali's service was Thursday and it was beautiful! The church was full with the many, many people whose lives were touched by her. As Marianne's husband, Graham, played his beautiful song for Ali on his guitar, I took great comfort in knowing that Ali was finally home.

Ali has touched me deeply and forever and I will continue to fight with the class, dignity and valor that she so courageously did.  I know that she will continue to show me the way.

God Bless You, Ali.