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Remembering

I don't really feel like I have the words to sum up a life, everything I write will fall short. My friend Aimee passed away yesterday. She fought long and hard, but in the end, the cancer won.

You may remember that I wrote about her several years ago. Aimee was in her early 30's when she found out she had stage 4 breast cancer. I didn't understand it then, I still don't today. It seems so unfair, her life cut so short. Just as she should be celebrating her daughter graduating from Kindergarten she is making choices weather to keep fighting or keep comfortable.

I know when her husband Joe stood at the alter and said "Till' death do us part" he was assuming they would be old and gray, rocking in chairs and watching great grandbabies. And that is how it should be. Her husband was her biggest advocate, he has stepped up in every way, and now he is left to parent their kids by himself.

Our kids are the same ages. I remember watching our first borns learn to crawl. I remember being pregnant with our second babies while trying to keep up with our first. I remember sitting in the back yard nursing our new little ones while our girls, who seemed so big them, played on the swings. We talked of life and parenting and marriage. My heart is heavy knowing her kids memories of her will be after she was sick.

So today I will cry. I will morn a life that ended to soon, a husband who had to say goodbye and two children who won't get to snuggle with mommy any more. But Aimee love Jesus. So while my heart is heavy and my eyes are wet here on earth, I will turn to the Great Comforter and know that Aimee and I will one day sit and talk about life, parenting and marriage once again.

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Denise said…
"Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of His godly ones." There is rejoicing in heaven as a saint comes home; there is sorrow here as you miss a saint. Praying for Aimee's family.
31 July, 2012 10:09
Honeycutt Family said…
Beautiful post, Gretch. Aimee just loved you and your no-nonsense personality. :) I remember you showing her how to "wear" either Bri or Aidan (I can't remeber which babe it was) in my backyard. I'm glad her body isn't hurting anymore and she can be at peace with Jesus. Like Denise said, though, it sucks for the people left here on Earth.
31 July, 2012 20:54
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