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Lynda Sinclair

Hi Lynda, Tuffy P writing tonight. Maybe angels can read posts -maybe they can’t. I figure you might get this. Two nights before you left us, on Sunday – I dreamed you were in a big school bus. I was far away in the school field. Mary and Nancy were there with a lot of other souls. They were calling me to come to the field with them. I went closer and everyone told me they were getting ready for you. I said – you’re over there- back in that big bus and you want to go in the school. They said you’re coming to the field – you’ll be there soon and we have to be ready for you. It was a good feeling. Just pure love and lots of support. Seconds later you flew out of the bus. In the dark, you floated to the field and were absorbed by the crowd of souls. And I couldn’t see you anymore. You were in the center, protected and secure.

On September 8th you left us behind but we’ll be forever with you. How was it that our lives were so entwined. You were off the hook, vibrant. You could take a story and put me in stitches, gut twisted laughing in no time flat. You always could find the silly in something and bring a smile. I remember you telling me when the airlines started charging more for baggage weight, and you decided -no way you were paying. At the terminal, you opened up your luggage. You and Ian donned as much clothing as necessary for the airline to allow you to board without paying an extra fee.

And you were a fighter in other ways too. When a Doctor told you a few years ago there was not much hope for the pain you were chronically in- you said, I’m getting a second opinion. And with that – your world changed. You gained HOPE – TIME – and a troop of love and support from your loving family and friends.

2018 Toronto General – after liver transplant surgery with Ian!

You fought so hard, and we’re all grateful for that time. ‘I’m not giving up yet!’ you’d text.

You looked forward to sharing milestones with your granddaughter Juliette, time with your Mom, Ian, Gord, Hazel, Mark, Debbie, Stephanie & Derek – your friends + the traditional Easter competition – which went virtual this year, with you winning for your N-95 frosted mask cake!

You knew the secret to life, and made the gift of time to love back with all your heart.

Joy, love of family and friends, strength in faith and hope – aka Lynda Sinclair.

Rest in peace, I love you chickee!

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