My aunt passed away four days ago after being in the hospital three weeks fighting for her life. What was supposed to be a simple hernia surgery turned into a nightmare.
After the surgeon closed up my aunt, she became sick. Developed pneumonia. Then became septic.
They opened her up to find a perforated bowel.
My aunt fought to live through many painful procedures over the last few weeks.
Then she seemed to improve. She was taken off the vent and given a little liquid by mouth. The family thought there was hope!
Our hearts shattered when the very next day her body started a downward spiral and never recovered. God called His angel home.
She wanted to be cremated. Her Celebration of Life Memorial Service is tomorrow. It all still seems surreal to me. Her hugs were so warm. Her smile was infectious. She lit up a room when she walked into it. She was the aunt that didn’t turn kids away in the neighborhood.
The world isn’t quite the same knowing she’s not in it. I can’t wrap my mind around the fact she’s gone.
Maybe it’ll hit me tomorrow at the service.