For all those who knew Purplegimp from their blogs, I have very sad news. Lucie aka Purplegimp died due to a stroke on July 16th.
For those who don’t know Lucie, she lived in Israel. She was my eyes and ears for what was going on in Israel and the news that the media would never would report.
I received the news today from Susie aka Sweat Pea and I am utterly devastated.
Susie and I had not heard from her and we thought her computer was down again. She often had computer problems so we thought that was the reason we had not heard from her.
Liat, her daughter in law posted the news on Facebook, a place that I don’t visit much these days. Susie had gotten on Facebook to see if any messages were there from Lucie and found Liat’s message about Lucie. It is strange that I too was going to get on Facebook yesterday also to go to Lucie’s page but being sick I’ve not been on the computer too much. I’ve not been able to sit at the computer very long before I had to lie down again sick.
Lucie was a wonderful, loving and giving person. She was my dearest friend for many years now and we usually emailed each other every day and sometimes several times a day. She made me laugh so many times. Out of the blue she would call me and no matter what mood I was in she always made me laugh.
Although Lucie was very disabled, it never stopped her from doing what she wanted to do. She was a true hero in my eyes, but she never liked hearing that. She was a person, so crippled, who never lost her love of life and all what went with it.
She became crippled when a Hezbollah launched Katusha rocket hit a hillside near a road where she was driving on her motorcycle. The blast from the rocket threw her off her bike and onto the road. One whole side of her was smashed and after that she never had the use of that side again. She spent a year in hospital recovering. While in hospital, she suffered a stroke and a heart attack. She thought she would not live that year. Miraculously she lived and went on to give so much joy to those around her.
With all of the bombs and rockets that came into Israel every day Lucie told me she had no fear and if the day came that she would be blown up by a bomb, it was God’s will. So she never allowed herself to be frightened over it even when the sirens went off near her home warning them to get into their bomb shelters.
Israel requires every home to have a bomb shelter as the attacks are so often and often devastating, killing many. Of late it was so difficult for Lucie to get out of bed quickly enough to get into her bomb shelter. She just stayed in bed, and as usual said her prayers if God decided one of those bombs were to hit her house.
Fortunately I got to meet her and her friend Susie a couple of years ago when she was in the States. She and Susie stayed with us for a week. We had so much fun and that was the time where we got into trouble going to Walmart to buy a “terrorist phone”. For those who read my blog you know the story. We got so many laughs over that so many times reminiscing over the incident.
After my son’s death, Lucie was always there for me no matter what. She allowed me to vent my sorrow as each holiday and birthday passed. She never told me to “get over it” because she knew I never would. She helped me so much through that terrible time in my life. Without her I don’t know how I would have survived the death of my son. She knew exactly what to say to me always. I have so much to be thankful for her being in my life.
This is a collage of Lucie with her son and his two children. They were the love of Lucie’s life to have these two grand children. Lucie could hardly stand as she was confined to a wheel chair but for this picture she did as she is holding onto her son.
I talked to her son and gave him my condolences. He said he and his wife are missing Lucie so much. He also told me that she would want to be remembered as one who celebrated life and its’ beauty. That I know, no matter how much pain she was in or how much life was difficult for her at times. She suffered much pain, but never stopped loving life ever.
Lucie is buried near her home in Kiryat Shmonah and her spirit will live on with all the joy and love of life she felt. Her son told me she wouldn’t want us to be sad but to remember her in her celebration of her life. But he is sad too and taking one day at a time now he said.
Knowing Lucie I realize she would want me to not be sad, but I can’t help being very sad that my wonderful friend is gone. I mourn her and I miss her so much. I will never hear her laugh again or the stories she wrote me about that were hilarious. But I also know she is in God’s arms and in a better place now.
Rest in Peace, my dear friend Lucie, July 16th, 2013.