I held off on posting about this yesterday because I wasn’t sure how public it was, but that’s why there was no blog post yesterday. Because I couldn’t think much past the sad news from Ellen Fisher, one of my authors at Samhain. She emailed me yesterday to let me know that her husband, whom readers of her blog will recognize as the Vulcan Husband, died. She said his passing was peaceful, his parents were there and she held his hand.
The news was not a shock, as he was diagnosed with cancer late last year, and Ellen had written last Thursday to tell me she wouldn’t be able to meet me at EPICon this past weekend as he was scheduled for unexpected surgery. But despite knowing, I can’t imagine that this news is any less devastating for Ellen, their children and family. Ellen and her husband have four young children, one a son just a bit younger than Brianna. I don’t even want to think about those little ones dealing with this 🙁 I know from working with Ellen that her husband was incredibly supportive of her writing–reading her manuscripts through each phase of edits, helping her brainstorm titles and cheering her on. I can’t fathom the hole his passing leaves in every aspect of her life.
My deepest condolences go out to Ellen now, and in the days to come, as she finds her way and gathers the strength to raise her children with bright memories of their father. If you are familiar with Ellen and her work, and would like to send your sympathies, you can leave a comment on her blog post here.
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. ~From a headstone in Ireland