I've opened up yesterday's entry to the public regarding Linda's death. I've already heard that there's to be a memorial for the entire run of Southern Faire next Spring... she would have liked that. As for the more immediate future, I still haven't heard. I suppose I could call Chris, or Matthew, or... hell, to be honest, I don't know if I can call anyone else right now. I'm too raw and hurt.
You have to love a universe that, in the face of someone grappling with pain and loss as it is, decides to up the ante just a tad. I've lost people I've cared about, even loved, before... but Linda is a whole new level of loss. When I think of the things in my life that are magic, the things that I remember with a crystal clarity because I was aware of the specialness of those moments as they were happening, a large number of them involve Linda, both at ren faire and not.
I want to say something to all of you that have offered your caring, understanding, and support: Thank you. No, not thanks... that's too weak a way of expressing the gratitude I truly feel. Bless you... that's closer. At least, it'll have to do until I can stop getting all weepy everytime I confront writing about my feelings around this turn of events.
The system is now deployed... time for me to go.