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50 Reasons to Run, Day 50: Maggie
Margret Chepkoech Kemboi
1974 – 2013
Guest at Living Room: October 29, 2012 – September 27, 2013
Our beloved Maggie was a wife and a mother of five young children who fiercely fought a battle with cancer. Maggie became one of the Living Room family, and her leaving us still feels fresh and raw. Cancer did to Maggie what it seems to do best—it slowly overtook her strength, her independence and eventually her life. It created questions about suffering and raised fears about what would become of her little ones. Cancer stole and destroyed all it could, but I thank God that there are certain things cancer did not take away. It did not leave Maggie alone. She was surrounded and lovingly cared for by the Living Room team—physically, emotionally and spiritually. It could not touch Maggie’s radiant smile. Until the day she died, Maggie had the most beautiful smile. It did not take away Maggie’s love and ruthless commitment to her children—Collins, Kelvin, Naumi, Mischelle, and Hiemun. Her one request, as she was preparing to leave this world, was that we ensure her kids be taken care of. And cancer could not separate Maggie from the loving presence of God. Her faith and hope seemed to only grow as she approached her final breath. Shortly before Maggie passed away, she called for me to come and see her. As I stood over her emaciated body, we embraced. She held onto me with her only remaining arm, and our tears fell and mixed together. Words were few, but they were sacred. I told her that we loved her and would not forget her children, and she mostly spoke of God and His presence that felt so near to her.
Maggie is worth running for
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