This might also end up compiling edits people have made to the profiles outside of the eulogies too? But mostly this is to compile the eulogies in on place for my own sanity.
Most don't think of a doctor as one who gets put in danger. For the one known as Mercy, each and every patient was such a thing, as someone she desperately wanted to save. It's only natural, of course. She knew when she signed up as a war medic that this life would be harrowing, but she preserved anyway.
To give up would mean others would lose loved ones, like she once did. So she saved and she saved, and she was happiest when those who depended on her could smile and thank her.
Selflessness is sometimes said to be its own reward, but the truth is far more complicated. To accept the burdens of others and to brave violence and death in the name of mitigating at least some of it is draining even for the greatest of women. Though there was happiness in the woman's life, Mercy's perseverance demanded something greater: It demanded courage.
Courage has a magic all its own, and can spread to those whose lives you touch. Across many battlefields, and through the rest of her days, until her blonde hair had turned gray and she could no longer force her body to keep up with her heart, the woman's spirit touched many soldiers and civilians alike. Like an angel, she was always watching over them. And with that knowledge, they knew they could watch over each other, and that they could become something more.
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ANGELA (written late week 8 by HANYUU and ELDA)
To give up would mean others would lose loved ones, like she once did. So she saved and she saved, and she was happiest when those who depended on her could smile and thank her.
Selflessness is sometimes said to be its own reward, but the truth is far more complicated. To accept the burdens of others and to brave violence and death in the name of mitigating at least some of it is draining even for the greatest of women. Though there was happiness in the woman's life, Mercy's perseverance demanded something greater: It demanded courage.
Courage has a magic all its own, and can spread to those whose lives you touch. Across many battlefields, and through the rest of her days, until her blonde hair had turned gray and she could no longer force her body to keep up with her heart, the woman's spirit touched many soldiers and civilians alike. Like an angel, she was always watching over them. And with that knowledge, they knew they could watch over each other, and that they could become something more.