I have talked before about my salty people. As my mom and dad journeyed through cancer, I got to see first hand the saltiness of their friends.
Yesterday, I was fortunate to help my dad host a group of my mom’s favourite people at their house overlooking the lake.
All of these women belong to the CFUW. (Canadian Federation of University Women)
Mom moved full time to Vtown when JC, our oldest, was three months old in July of 2007. Over the years as mom and I talked about all the amazing people she was meeting hiking, biking, quilting, volunteering or even her next door neighbour, mom always expressed “oh she’s in CFUW too!” They are everywhere.
“Where are Nana’s friends?”
I have taken up riding my bike very early in the morning. For those who know me well, you are probably lying on the floor laughing or passed out, as you know I not a morning person nor much of a long distance bike rider. I feel close to my mom in the quiet mornings as the pedals crank and hear the birds. I also love seeing who is out and about as well as exploring this new city. Earlier this week, I chose a random street along the lake and you will never guess what I saw. A sign stating:
The CFUW are everywhere, even taking care of a street along the lake.
During my mom’s cancer journey, her CFUW friends were everywhere. They provided food delivered to hospice for our family, picked up boxes of books to be donated, just because I asked. They provided close conversation and space for mom to be herself. They brought pictures to uplift and stories to comfort. This group of women did everything they could for my family and especially my dear mom.
At the Vancouver Peace Summit in 2009, the Dalai Lama foretold that Western women will save the world. After watching my mom’s CFUW friends, I believe him.
For all the gifts,
Giving freely and lovingly,
Over the course of this last year!
To a group of women,
Who gave these gifts,
Of themselves, through themselves,
Independently and collectively,
Thank you from the bottom of my family’s hearts and stomachs!