Her Name is Bonnie – Part 2 In my previous article, I wrote about Bonnie, a woman who was baptised in hospital, another breast cancer warrior. When I wrote the last article, I knew that Bonnie’s time in this life would be short. This article tells the story of her death. When I last saw Bonnie, she was in a hospital room with a willow cross taped to a window. Dappled sun glistened in the window and it was a beautiful day. I was unable to see Bonnie the following day as I

Her Name is Bonnie On a beautiful autumn afternoon, I was at home, having just collected a friend from the airport in Cranbrook. We were discussing what we wanted to do with the rest of the day, a few days before Thanksgiving. In the midst of this conversation my mobile phone rang and it was the local hospital. A patient had requested baptism, “it didn’t matter what flavour”. After asking a few questions, I got changed, and asked my friend if she wanted to come along. We

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