We buried and gave thanks to Lucy Masi yesterday.
She lived to 89. 3 of her siblings died before her. Her mother passed away at 4. She lived through Indian independence. Fled the partition between India and Pakistan in 1947 during her third year of medical school (she never finished this degree). Became a teacher. Studied in London and Dublin. Taught in Uganda. Thrown out by a tyrant. Started again in Sevenoaks and continued to teach. Cared for her elderly father during his final days. Brought up 2 generations. Loved to read, especially her bible.
We said farewell... Thank you... And remembered how much you loved others above yourself.
Going to miss you Masi, but thank you for all you have shared with me.
