tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25267270.post1765410754075503817..comments2024-03-04T00:51:30.050-08:00Comments on What is a Sundial in the Shade?: In Memory of Linda WhitingJosihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615874450489497826noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25267270.post-87841027245587053712016-11-19T03:10:22.983-08:002016-11-19T03:10:22.983-08:00Linda became my friend through the LDS faith where...Linda became my friend through the LDS faith where even after I had been removed from her roster as a visiting sister she continued to visit me. I loved her so very much and there just isn't enough room here to say the ways she touched my life. We shared much laughter and serious discussions about life, love and eternity in my tiny apartment livingroom. She had such a unique way of looking at life. She stood up for me as a bridesmaid saying she was "always a bride never a bridesmaid". Every Sunday, no matter what was in the wind one could find Linda sitting in "the Whiting pew" (her large family took up the entire row in the middle section of chapel and they always sat in the same row). Shortly after her Patton book was published she brought me a signed copy and the contents of that work increased my faith. You mentioned that she stuttered yet did you know Linda sang like an angel, her voice strong, true and beautiful or that a life long sorrow she carried was that during her mission for The Church because of her stuttering she was unable to bare her testimony even once to an investigator?I smile as I write this because everything Linda did was a testimony to her great faith of Heavenly Father and His son Jesus Christ and the love she had for her family and humankind. I miss my girl very much and am very sad she was called back home just when she was facing temporal success. Linda never told me she was sick, I don't know why that is. I was struggling with my testimony at that time, perhaps that is why. One day her belly laugh filled my livingroom and the next my house no longer rang with her joy and her wisdom. I'm thrilled her poetry has been published and am excited to read her poems. Linda and I shared the love of reading books and writing, she seemed to very much enjoy reading the historical romance I was penning before her passing saying she had briefly tried writing romance and was told she "was too dry" and should stick with non-fiction and fact finding. I hear her laughter as she confided in me that she enjoyed my writing yet she was the last person I needed to critique me. Linda "dry"? Hardly, Linda had more love and zest for life in her little pinky then a LDS chapel during fast and testimony. I miss you, Lin, your life's echo is forever stamped upon mine. Leslianne Byington Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13068617348173774669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25267270.post-56571286290733389022016-11-19T03:02:12.508-08:002016-11-19T03:02:12.508-08:00Linda became my friend through the LDS faith where...Linda became my friend through the LDS faith where even after I had been removed from her roster as a visiting sister she continued to visit me. I loved her so very much and there just isn't enough room here to say the ways she touched my life. We shared much laughter and serious discussions about life, love and eternity in my tiny apartment livingroom. She had such a unique way of looking at life. She stood up for me as a bridesmaid saying she was "always a bride never a bridesmaid". Every Sunday, no matter what was in the wind one could find Linda sitting in "the Whiting pew" (her large family took up the entire row in the middle section of chapel and they always sat in the same row). Shortly after her Patton book was published she brought me a signed copy and the contents of that work increased my faith. You mentioned that she stuttered yet did you know Linda sang like an angel, her voice strong, true and beautiful or that a life long sorrow she carried was that during her mission for The Church because of her stuttering she was unable to bare her testimony even once to an investigator?I smile as I write this because everything Linda did was a testimony to her great faith of Heavenly Father and His son Jesus Christ and the love she had for her family and humankind. I miss my girl very much and am very sad she was called back home just when she was facing temporal success. Linda never told me she was sick, I don't know why that is. I was struggling with my testimony at that time, perhaps that is why. One day her belly laugh filled my livingroom and the next my house no longer rang with her joy and her wisdom. I'm thrilled her poetry has been published and am excited to read her poems. Linda and I shared the love of reading books and writing, she seemed to very much enjoy reading the historical romance I was penning before her passing saying she had briefly tried writing romance and was told she "was too dry" and should stick with non-fiction and fact finding. I hear her laughter as she confided in me that she enjoyed my writing yet she was the last person I needed to critique me. Linda "dry"? Hardly, Linda had more love and zest for life in her little pinky then a LDS chapel during fast and testimony. I miss you, Lin, your life's echo is forever stamped upon mine. Leslianne Byington Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13068617348173774669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25267270.post-57525682570740713112008-03-07T16:45:00.000-08:002008-03-07T16:45:00.000-08:00I was just surfing the web about my mom, thanks fo...I was just surfing the web about my mom, thanks for the comment about my mom. She was a very brave, sweet woman.<BR/>shelley whitinglaurapalmer11https://www.blogger.com/profile/17889577106477412944noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25267270.post-18095783540808111872007-05-11T17:16:00.000-07:002007-05-11T17:16:00.000-07:00Thanks so much for this touching tribute. We miss...Thanks so much for this touching tribute. We miss our mother so much.<BR/><BR/>Wendy Whiting CassityAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25267270.post-18356742044120266992007-05-03T15:14:00.000-07:002007-05-03T15:14:00.000-07:00This is such a sad thing. My mother died from Bre...This is such a sad thing. My mother died from Breast cancer. I know the pain that accompanies cancer.<BR/><BR/>What a blessing that she left so much of herself behind to be remembered. <BR/><BR/>I will look for her books.hi, it's me! melissa chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05280379007196906037noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25267270.post-4307081723423993102007-05-03T06:46:00.000-07:002007-05-03T06:46:00.000-07:00I'm looking forward to reading her book of poems. ...I'm looking forward to reading her book of poems. She was an outstanding woman and always ready with words of wisdom.Heather Moorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11634399663804195312noreply@blogger.com