

It was noticed when Anna was born that her little arm popped out first, a reaching wobbly newborn arm and tiny fist. As a tot, she flung her arm out toward whatever she wanted in a queenly gesture. In her last moments she reached her hands upward, waving gracefully, stretching toward what was unseen by us.
She reached for depth, truth and understanding. She wanted to help, to adventure over the whole world and she did. She was altruistic and unflinching in her actions and opinions. She played a fairy in A Midsummer Night’s Dream and swam on a synchronized swim team in the Washington Centennial Games. She was a cross-country runner. She sculpted. She flew planes.
She was a tender-hearted wife to Kevin and mother to Hanna and Maya. She had a BA and a Masters and practiced as a psychotherapist with a specialty in self hypnosis. She recorded two CDs as a singer/songwriter and many MP3s on needed therapy topics which were recommended by doctors all over the world. She wrote a book on the psychology of our current culture and wrote her thoughts in her blog. (see” Ask Anna Thompson”)
She explored nutrition and anti-cancer diets and lived far longer than was forecast for her type of advanced cancer. She didn’t want to leave her daughters and husband but looked forward to eating chocolate cookies with her Grammy, having tea with Aunt Sue and exploring planets with her brother Jeoffrey.
She remained gracious, grateful and kind even when in intense pain. Someday, free from pain, she will stretch out her welcoming arms to us when it is our turn “to fly up to God,” as her little daughter says.
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