For some reason I never ever thought she might die before me. She was a high-energy, never-stop person. She wore me out whenever we were together. This is just inconceivable to me and the rest of the family.
I am at the airport now, waiting to fly to New York City for her funeral.
I pray I can be a help to my nieces & nephews. I pray I can remember this is not about me. Even though my heart is shattered. Just absolutely shattered.
We were planning a train trip from LA to Seattle in the fall. We were going to book it on Wednesday. I had sent her a text about some cheap flights I had found – at about the time she died. Maybe she saw it, maybe not.
I am grateful the last time we talked it was a meaningful conversation and I told her how much I wanted us to go on vacation together – where she wouldn’t be the hostess always working. Just the two of us relaxing. It did not come to pass, but many things in this life don’t.
It makes me realize anew how fleeting this life is. She really made every day count. I’m glad she spent her summers at the beach, getting tanned. Clearly, skin cancer was not what would get her.
If I could, I would ask for your prayers. Thank you.