I was lucky enough to be one of a small group of sci-fi and fantasy editors who met up with you at the Potlatch convention at Hotel Deca in the University District some years ago (2015, perhaps?). We all had a fabulous chat out in the lobby about everything from writing to local hiking spots. I wasn't able to go out to dinner with you and the rest of the group that evening, so (in addition to missing out on more delightful conversation) I never quite worked up the nerve to tell you how much your short story "Dreamsnake" meant to me as a child. I found it in an anthology that my dad gave me, and I think I read that particular story at least a dozen times. As a rather odd, introverted, socially awkward pre-teen (how many of us who end up sci-fi and fantasy weren't at least some of that, I suppose?), and particularly one who adores snakes and other misunderstood animals, I was enchanted by that story and, later, equally delighted and fascinated by The Moon and the Sun.
This is all to say that your work has been exceedingly important and touched a lot of people, and that I'm thinking of you and wishing you the very best.