Someone dear to me recently lost the battle she'd been fighting for over two months. Lynda has left a hole in the hearts of all who knew her. She was only a small waif of wonder, but she had a heart as big as the sky. I never heard an unkind word come out of her mouth. She never cursed or raised her fist in anger. Her life was a collection of pains too terrible to recount, yet she chose to focus instead on the many pleasures in her life, mostly in the form of worship for her God and love for her family. I was honored to be counted as friend. She contributed to my life in ways she never even knew. She poured unconditional love into my empty love tank and filled my soul. She will be sorely missed.