It seems totally unimaginable now that we lost Sandy recently. Her passing was a complete shock. Such sudden events remind us all of making every day count. And I know that Sandy certainly did that! Mixing gravitas with an amazing life, she was a true force majeure. I only knew but snippets of her life before the MND Association and that she had travelled and worked abroad extensively, including a fascinating time in South Africa. She shared with me a love of live theatre and we had similar, often blunt, views of some shows as well as praise!
I only came to make Sandy’s acquaintance after her retirement when she became my MND Association visitor.
She was very special indeed. Nothing was ever problematic. After I was dropped into the chasm that is MND, and then throughout the 6 years I came to know Sandy, she was an ever present ‘go to’ person and a friend.
It was sometime back in June 2014 that Sandy came into my life. Little did I know what to expect that day after the innocent phone call I made to the MND Association simply asking about travel insurance advice. I was kept on the phone line, and was taken into the arms of our wonderful charity.
“You will receive a visitation!”, I was told…
One week later the visitation appeared, in the form of Sandy, on our doorstep, like a whirlwind! After making herself comfortable on the settee with Jean and I, she uttered these very words…
“Well you have this shitty disease, then?!”
From what sounds like quite a tough and blunt opening statement but was actually a well disguised and deliberately placed ice breaker set to test us, we were immediately at ease and became firm friends. Such a skill was masterful. Sensing, intuition and observation all wrapped up into a wonderful package, and called Sandy.
Sandy, it’s been a pleasure and an honour to have known you. I miss you, and the MND Association has been robbed of a guiding light.