by Brad Nelson 10/4/17
Her son, Alex, called me tonight to let me know that our Anniel had passed away peacefully today or yesterday. The details were lost in the sudden shock of the realization.
When Alex has time to come up for air, he will give us more information. For now, what he expressed to me makes me feel both sad and very glad. As often as I complain about the hardship of running this site, or it not going how I planned, there was always one thing that did go as planned, and amazingly so: Anniel.
Alex expressed to me how very much it meant to his mother to have a place to express herself, to tell her stories, state her beliefs, and pass on some of her history. When I started StubbornThings, I didn’t know what Kismet had in store for us. But I was sure that if you put the tools in front of people and gave them an opportunity, some would make use of it for something more than sharing cat pictures. And she did.
Annie was the first person to really make full use of this site, as intended, and thus was the first StubbornFellow. She earned the right to write as she would, when she would, no matter what. If an article came in from her at 10:00 at night I would sometimes do my best to get it up before retiring. I didn’t, of course, always succeed.
First sadness, then gladness thinking back on a life I barely knew but that I do know continues on. She will no doubt earn her wings as a HeavenlyFellow if I know my Annie. And “Annie” it will always be to me. Her “real” name is Diane. To God she is likely known by still another.
Thank you, Annie, for giving some purpose and meaning to my own life. You will be missed. Godspeed. • (583 views)