Some weeks ago and what it seems like yesterday we lost someone we dearly love. She was my husband’s aunt and like a second mom to us. She was the person that you could always count on, always there for you. We celebrated all major holidays in her house and she always cooked the best and biggest meals. You always felt welcomed and more than once we brought friends that didn’t have who to celebrate with to join in the occasion…she made everyone feel like they were part of the family.
Last year, when she found out we were going to take a 10 week trip to Europe and miss Thanksgiving with the family she threw a Thanksgiving dinner for us in October, turkey and all. She was just amazing. Someone you could always talk to and who thought of every little thing. And now she’s gone and all we have left are memories…
We found out a few months back she had cancer but she got really sick soon after and wasn’t even able to start treatment. She left us at the end of July. Part of me is happy she didn’t have to suffer, I’ve had other family members take years to die from cancer – it’s painful to watch and no way to live but I also feel like she was taken away from us too soon. She didn’t even get to meet our second baby. She left at the time where our daughter really had grown to love her and know who she is. My daughter still asks for her pretty frequently. It breaks my heart a little every time.
I only knew her for 4 years but I loved her so much. There are times when I wake up at right and think of her and all those moments that were robbed from us. She was still young and very active, she could have been here so much longer…yet she’s not.
After she passed away, and also because I’m at the end of pregnancy, I didn’t feel like doing much. Hence, why I didn’t blog for about a month but life goes on…wether you’re ready for it or not.
I hope wherever aunt H is she’s happy and looking down on us. She will always be loved, missed and never forgotten.
Until we meet again…