{"id":223,"date":"2008-03-31T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-31T06:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.keloland.com\/lund\/2008\/03\/31\/a-last-letter-from-j\/"},"modified":"2023-07-20T21:00:19","modified_gmt":"2023-07-20T21:00:19","slug":"a-last-letter-from-j","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/a-last-letter-from-j\/","title":{"rendered":"A Last Letter from J."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nI received a letter from an old friend today; a letter that left me stunned at first..then angry then terribly sad because it would be the last time I&rsquo;d ever hear from her again.<br \/>\nIn the e-mail, sent to several former colleagues, J. said she has decided to end her own life.<br \/>\nAnd I, for&nbsp;one,&nbsp;don&rsquo;t intend to do or say anything to stop her.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nWhen J. came to work at Keloland 20 years ago, she started out as a production assistant but it didn&rsquo;t take long to recognize her skills and she soon became our very first woman producer.<br \/>\nJ. was one of those people who just &ldquo;got it. She quickly became the go-to person in the newsroom for anyone with a question about anything.<br \/>\nShe could be counted on to get things done.<br \/>\nJ. loved to laugh and was an absolute joy to be around.<br \/>\nShe didn&rsquo;t have many boyfriends, that I knew about anyway, but her social calendar was filled hob-nobbing with co-workers, church friends or volunteering for any charity that could use a hand.&nbsp; One of her favorites was the Ski For Light organization.<br \/>\nEach winter she headed out to the Black Hills ski slopes to help visually impaired people enjoy the thrill of skiing.<br \/>\nThen 15 years ago, when J. was still in her twenties, she was struck down by a massive stroke.<br \/>\nIt left this energetic young woman paralyzed below the neck and unable to speak.<br \/>\nShe&rsquo;s been at a facility specializing in long term care for patients with brain injuries ever since.<br \/>\nJ. eventually managed to learn to communicate through a computer that translated her head and eye movements into letters enabling her to send e-mails..an agonizingly slow and frustrating process.<br \/>\nShe would often correspond this way with her old friends from Kelo including a note of congratulations to me shortly before my retirement.<br \/>\nI really didn&rsquo;t know what to say when I wrote back except that I treasure the memories of our association together and pray that she&rsquo;ll one day know why she has had to suffer so.<br \/>\nThat day will be arriving soon, apparently.<br \/>\nJ. writes that she&rsquo;s tired; tired of the pain from ongoing medical problems. Tired of being dependant on others when she was the one others could always depend on.<br \/>\nTired of crying.<br \/>\nAfter almost constant prayer and visits with a minister, a psychologist and staff, J. has chosen to die. She&rsquo;ll stop eating, drinking and taking most medications in order to hasten the end.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nI suspect that most of us have thought about how we would handle the horror of being confined to only our own thoughts unable to ever move or talk again.<br \/>\nJ. has faced up to her situation bravely but the time has come to choose a path that will let her go home.<br \/>\nA home she&rsquo;s only been able to dream about&nbsp;where she will finally be free of the shackles that have bound her for so long.I suppose there are those who believe it is against God&#8217;s will for her to take such drastic action.<br \/>\nI don&#8217;t happen to be one of them.&nbsp;May you have a peaceful liberating journey, J.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; I received a letter from an old friend today; a letter that left me stunned at first..then angry then terribly sad because it would be the last time I&rsquo;d ever hear from her again. In the e-mail, sent to several former colleagues, J. said she has decided to end her own life. 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