Ostara and Kate’s Moon
Kate Olson has died. She was a wife, a mother, a grandmother, a pediatrician, a gardener, lover and mother of dogs, a bee keeper, a quilter, a needleworker, a master cook, and crossword puzzle completer.
She was also Rachel since her early 30’s after her conversion to Judaism at Temple Israel in Minneapolis, Minnesota.
Kate died April 14th after a long illness, over three years, wore out her body.
Kate loved me (her husband) with a love that made me a better person and she told me my love for her made her a better person. No marriage can wish for more.
A tribute from a friend who got Kate right:
“She seemed fearless, walked to her own drummer and if she wanted to do something she damn well did it.”
As her long illness pushed past her body’s ability to cope, she chose to move to hospice care. Her choice. A brave one, someone said. Yes, it was brave, and yet it was typical.
I will miss her at a level and in a way no words can express. The joy she brought me will be a constant resource when times are tough. Again.
