Thursday, December 19, 2019
MJ is/was one of my dearest friends. I have known her since she moved to Colorado. She worked with me in my sewing business so we spent many early, early morning hours sewing and chatting about all things in life and especially about politics. Even after she moved away we would do text chats as she was up and functional an hour earlier than I was and in the privacy of early morning, we were solving world problems.
I am shocked and heartbroken as her family is at this too soon passing.
When she left Colorado she gave me her entire fabric stash (or at least I thought she did!)
One piece was a fleece length of the Ninja Turtles. I'm not sure which adult child or grandchild got the first cutting. But when I went through radiation treatments I was supposed to bedeck myself in those horrible hospital textiles that feel like tractor tires recycled. Didn't need the torture before the torture treatments so I picked up the Ninja Turtles and tied the fleece as a wrap around myself And I proudly trounced down the halls with the strength of a Ninja warrior, albeit a cartoon, for all to see that I would not bow down to cancer. Plus it made everyone smile and laugh. And it felt like she was fighting with me and giving me a hug.
How the heck did this happen to my friend? But her legacy lives on in her children and the children of her children Single handedly she raised three children to be responsible, socially conscious, adventurous, family loving adults. Her greatest accomplishment. I am so proud to be one of her friends.
Christine Hoyt, Denver
