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January 10, 2013
I am so sorry for the loss of your Mom. I only just learned of Linda's passing. It seems like I had just "talked" to her about a rescue kitty and a transport and now she is gone it is so hard to believe. She touched the lives of so many both human and fur. She will be deeply missed in the rescue community.

The Rescuer's Quilt

As I arrived at the Bridge, I faced all the animals that had gone there

before me. Before each of us go to the Bridge, we live our lives like the

squares of a quilt in many piles, mirrored in the eyes of the animals

awaiting us. An animal Angel sits before each of us sewing our quilt squares

together in a tapestry that is our life. But as my animal Angel took each

piece of cloth off the pile, I noticed how ragged and empty each of my

squares was. They were filled with giant holes.

Each square was labeled with a part of my life as a rescuer that had been

difficult, the challenges I was faced with in my quest to save lives and the

times I had been tempted to take the easy way out and avoid the controversy

rather than speak for the animals who could not speak for themselves. I saw

hardships that I had endured for the sake of the animals, which were the

largest holes of all.

I glanced around me. Nobody else had such squares. Other than a tiny hole

here and there, the other tapestries were filled with rich color and the

bright hues of worldly fortune. I gazed upon my own life and was

disheartened. My animal Angel was sewing the ragged pieces of cloth together

threadbare and empty, like binding air. Finally, the time came when each

life was to be displayed, held up to the light, the scrutiny of truth. The

others rose, each in turn, holding up their tapestries. So filled their

lives had been with the riches of the Earth.

My animal Angel looked upon me, and nodded for me to rise. My gaze dropped

to the ground in shame. I hadn't had all the earthly fortunes. I had love in

my life, and laughter and the sweet kisses of the precious animals who

honored my life with their presence. But there had also been the trials of

illness, and death, and false accusations that took me from their world as I

knew it. I had to start over many times.

I often struggled with the temptation to quit, only to somehow muster the

strength to pick up and begin again. I spent many nights crying and praying

that somehow the strength would come to go on, asking for help and guidance

as I tried to help the helpless. I had often been held up to ridicule, which

I endured painfully, each time enduring it for the sake of the animals who

looked at me with trust and love in their eyes.

And now, I had to face the truth. My life was what it was, and I had to

accept it for what it was. I rose and slowly lifted the combined squares of

my life to the light. An awe-filled gasp filled the air. I gazed around at

the animals gathered there, who stared at me with wide eyes.

Then, I looked upon the tapestry before me. Light flooded the many holes,

creating an image of an animal who had depended on me. All the animals at

the Bridge stood before me, with warmth and love in their eyes. They said,

"Every time you gave over your life to help us, it gave us life. Each point

of light in your life is when you stepped aside and let us shine through,

until there was more of us than there was of you."

May all our quilts be threadbare and worn, allowing the animals to shine


Author Unknown

Roads of Hope Animal Rescue Transport
January 4, 2013
I met Linda through Facebook. We played a game together and became quick friends. She was a very beautiful and giving woman and actually purchased Girl Scout cookies from my daughter last year even though we lived states apart. (We live in Florida.) RIP dear friend.
January 3, 2013
Dearest Mercer Family. We met your mom during the summer of 2012, when we drove to her home from Woodhaven, Michigan. She had never met us before then, and only heard of us through Jennifer & Alma Rosa, yet she graciously opened her home to our family, all five of us for three days and two nights. We will never forget her generosity and compassion. I'm thankful we got to meet her. God Bless your family in this time of sorrow.
December 30, 2012
On behalf of my sisters (Karen, Patty, Jeanne, Kathy); my family, and me - We send our heartfelt condolences on the passing of your mom. We just found out from Uncle Don. We wish we had known sooner so that we could have paid our respects in person. We know all too well what a difficult time it is; especially at the holidays. Find comfort in knowing you were loved very much. I'm on FB if you would like to get in touch.
Mary Alice (Vogt) Mittelheuser and family
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