A dear friend of mine passed away on Sunday. Beulah Petersen, Brigham City, UT, contracted pneumonia, was hospitalized on Christmas day, and passed away 9 days later. Beulah was 94 years old. Her husband, Vern, passed away in July, 2004.
Beulah was my children's Grandma Beulah; Vern was their grandpa. Beulah was my answer to prayers (I was in a terrible depression, kneeling in my living room to pray for help. I said "amen," there was a knock on the door. It was Beulah, saying she felt prompted to stop. I needed her.).
Beulah was my higher education cheerleader ("I went to school when I was older with a family, so can you. You're never too old to get an education."). Beulah taught me how to be nice. Beulah taught me to own my story (She had married, reared a family, divorced, married Vern.). Beulah was curious (We attended a woodworking class together!). She didn't apologize or "I wish," she moved forward. Beulah taught me that friendship spans the years and knows no age. She taught me how to be strong in the face of adversity (She was a 2 time cancer survivor).
I could continue, but my heart is sad, and it's tough to write about Beulah. Although she lived a rich long life, I will miss her, deeply.
Good-bye my friend. I love you.