Eight minutes after sending out an email to as many addresses as I could come up with, my aunt took her last breathe.
At 4:15 this afternoon, in the presence of just her mom, she left her earthly home to return home to her Heavenly home.
My Grama was talking to Kath telling her how much she loves her and how wonderful she is. That she'll always be with her. She gave her a kiss. It's the last kiss she received while alive, and it was from her mama.
I had walked out to call my mom to tell her she needed to come back up that the end was coming and would be here this evening. Kath's breathing had become too shallow for my comfort and her color had paled – I knew it was coming – I just didn't think it was seconds away. I would never have left my Grama alone had I thought that. Perhaps it was meant to be. Perhaps they were suppose to be alone in Kath's last couple of minutes. I hope that's the case...
A mother losing a child is wrong. The order is wrong... Not that I want it to be my Grama, please don't think that! I don't want that either! I don't want neither! It just hurts like no one can imagine to see the pain that my Grama is going through to have this loss. It's just not right – nor is it right...
My mom took the news fairly well. She's at peace knowing her “seester” is no longer in pain and suffering. I didn't get to talk to my uncle, but I guess he too took the news fairly well as well. I did talk to my other aunt, and she was upset – still reeling from the loss of her big sister – I wasn't much help – her tears made my tears flow as well... I became choked and couldn't speak much... I had hoped to be strong and be a help for the family – boy did I wimp out quick...
I love you, Kath!
God Be With You Til We Meet Again!
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