This morning while at work I found out that the doctor that I've been working for for the past 10 years lost his wife in an automobile accident while she was coming home from their cabin in Utah. She was a wonderful, generous, caring, gentle woman. She was so down-to-earth and never snooty. She wasn't the boss' wife, she was our friend. She was in her late 40's and was just a bundle of energy.
The two of them knew eachother as kids and grew up together. She once told us a story about when they were 13 and she had cut her hair. He and his friends were out riding their bikes and when they rode past her house, he took one look at her and kept on riding. We had a good laugh at that one.
Their two children, now grown up, would make any parent proud. I'm sure she was very proud of them. They share the same characteristics as their mom and have become solid, upstanding adults. One is an attorney and the other is studying to be a doctor. She did an excellent job raising them. I'm sure it wasn't easy. She did most of it alone. She was the wife of a workaholic. However, she wasn't just a doctor's wife. She was a successful businesswoman in her own right. She was a computer guru who set up medical offices with practice management systems. I always wondered how she was able to accomplish all of that.
We lost our friend today but Heaven got another angel.