It was so hard to drive to Show Low this morning. Mike had a couple doctor appointments so we left out early this morning. In the quiet as he layed back on the seat, my thoughts kept drifting to the late night call from Aunt Eleanor. Her oldest sister, my Aunt Katie, had passed away. What a heavy heart I've had since hearing the news even though I knew in the days leading up to her passing that she was weaker and weaker and her death would be eminent.
My thoughts have gone to my dear Mother and it is easy to envision her joy as she was reunited with her older sister. I can feel their embraces as they hold one another ...they've been apart so long. Aunt Kate has always been a mother-figure for my own mom; always there to help with whatever need arose. They were so very close and I know Aunt Kate has missed her each day since she left this earth.
I can envision Aunt Kate being reunited with her first love; Uncle Paul. He left so early and she had so many to care for after he left. It was so very hard for her to go on alone with her six young children. Hospice didn't exist back then. She cared for her young children and her dying husband, the love of her life, on her own in their home. It was so good when she found someone to share her life. She took on the responsibility of mothering Uncle Ray's four children just as her own. Their relationship became so tumultuous over the years as Alzheimer's, then undiagnosed, invaded his mind and thought processes. It was so very hard for her to endure all that she endured over so very long. She did endure, for as long as she physically and emotionally could endure. Eventually, Uncle Ray had to go into a care center to have round the clock care and Aunt Kate was alone to face the world.
As her own health worsened, Aunt Kate went to Alabama and lived with Aunt Eleanor for a time. She was there about two years, returning to Toledo last summer when they traveled north for the family reunion. Aunt Eleanor wasn't able to continue caring for Aunt Kate with her increasing medical needs and inability to care for herself. Aunt Kate went into a care center.
My mind's eye is filled with memories of Aunt Kate holding my face in both of her hands, the sparkle in her eyes dancing with joy, as she would pull my head close, face to face with her, and confirm her love for me. There were never half-hearted hugs, never words of endearment without a smile and happiness in her eyes. When Aunt Kate held you close and expressed her love, you *knew* you were loved.
My thoughts go again to the celebration, the brothers she loved so much, her sweet infant granddaughter, Ellie. The thought of her cuddling that sweet baby girl brings a smile to my teary face. Her other grandchildren, one just over a week ago. And, her own mom and dad. I can envision her legs strong and healthy as they carry her into the arms of Grandma and Grandpa.
I love you so much Aunt Kate and there will always be an empty spot, a hurt in my heart, knowing you are not here on this earth any longer. You had a special light and you shared it with so many.
August 17, 1931
February 21, 2011
I am grateful for the love of Heavenly Father and knowledge of the plan of salvation. I am comforted in the knowledge of life everafter. Families can be together forever, in Heavenly Father's plan.