Remembering My Aunt Ranaye

I don't even know where to start.  How about three years ago, when I learned that my Aunt Ranaye had some bad news.  Breast cancer.  I was devastated.  But, my Aunt who has always remained positive was going to beat this.  Chemo began, and it had worked...only for a little while.  The cancer returned.  This time she had a double mastectomy, hysterectomy, and lymph nodes removed.  In addition to all the surgery, more chemo.

Since first learning she had breast cancer flash forward three years.  Her last chemo session was in June.  I got to see her in July.  Now flash forward to the end of August.  She thought she had flu like symptoms and was just not feeling well.  Made a trip to the doctor and after multiple tests, scans, ect....learned that her cancer had metastasized to her liver.  Multiple tumors in her liver.

I last talked to my Aunt on August 30th.  Little did I know that this was the last time.  (Unless a divine miracle takes place soon.)

I can't help but feel guilty that I can't see her, be there for her.  I will most likely not be able to make it to her funeral.

The last two days I've dread my phone ringing.  Knowing that every time its my Mom calling with bad news.  Today is no different.

I am very close with her, and when she finally goes with God, I will be grateful that she will no longer have to suffer here on Earth, but will be deeply saddened that she did not "make it."

I have been trying to remember all of the things we have done and talked about together, but the one thing that I remember most is her laugh.

I don't know where I'm going with this, but I just thought I'd share.

Please pray for her, my Uncle Larry, my Grandparents, my Mom, and the rest of us who are going to be losing a very special person in our lives.

So don't put off that hug, that phone call...because you never know if it will be the last.