One Week

Things that were said over the past week:

"I'm so sorry for your loss."

"They said she had an hour and she lasted eight."

"I don't want to go through that house."

"It just doesn't seem right."

"Aunt Maryann made the best fishlips."

"She didn't like getting her picture taken."

"She was a people person."

"How's your mom doing?"

"I wanted to put a pillow over her face."

"Come on Maryann...don't be scared...just let go."

"It's just strange to think that we'll never see her again." 

"She wasn't ready.  She didn't want to die."

"She cried during the entire closing ceremonies last year at the 3day."

And my favorite...during a conversation that Aunt Maryann had with a priest in regards to seeing her parents in heaven...

"Will I recognize them?"

I still think that 51 is too young to die...and I still don't understand why He insisted on creating cancer...but I feel blessed to have had my Aunt in my life and am glad that she isn't suffering any longer.  

I feel sad for you.

I hope that you have that one person to lean on and cry to.

Life isn't fair.

My heart goes out to you.

I hope that someone you love and trust tries to peel back on that tough exterior to find out how you are truly feeling right now.

I can't begin to imagine how scared you might be.  This makes me scared for you.

I wish upon every star and pray to everyone's God that you are comfortable as you go.

I pray for your peace. 

I hope you have someone to cry with.

I hope you don't feel alone.

I have prayed to God that you feel him hugging you with all his heart.  

I hope to God that someone tells you that you are not alone.

You might feel so alone.  I don't want you to feel alone.

I can't imagine how you feel.

It just breaks my heart.

You don't deserve this.

You will be so missed.