As most people know I walk in the forest most mornings. I walk with a small group of women. One of these ladies was Hedie, who passed away last month from two severe strokes. She was an amazing lady. She was originally from Iceland. She lost her husband only a few years ago. She recently visited Iceland and her twin sister and other relatives for the first time in many, many years. She lived in her house on her own and did many renovations by herself. She was a fit lady. She went to the gym for years and had done thousands of workouts. She has a daughter in NZ and a son in Brisbane.
We miss her every morning when we set off for our walk.
We miss her every morning when we set off for our walk.
This was last winter, Hedie is the lady at the back of the group.
Her daughter sent us some photos from when Hedie visited her in NZ not long ago.
She was in her late seventies but you wouldn't think so she was so fit.
RIP Hedie. It was a pleasure knowing you. You were an inspiration to me, showing me how it is possible to keep going, keep walking and keep travelling. The stroke was unfair to you.
The ladies from her gym had a morning tea and raised money for the stroke foundation.



