Wednesday, November 4, 2009
My Aunt Di

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Today is a special day....it was my Aunt Di's birthday.

I miss her today...I missed her yesterday....I've missed her for the last 14 years since she went home to Jesus. She made a huge impact on my life. I'll be missing her until I get to Glory myself and am reunited with her.

Di was my second Mom. She was only 16 when I was born, so she was a large part of my life. I loved spending weekends with her.

Yes, she was married...and I used to speak well of my Uncle Randy. That is, until after her death and I saw how little he must have regarded her. That's not the focus of this post, so I won't give him any more blog space.

Di had juvenile diabetes. She suffered many, many complications from this disease. But, she faced every obstacle with grace. Always optimistic and sunny.

When we lost our babe to miscarriage in 2007, I so longed to be able to talk with her. You see, my sweet Aunt Di lost 6 babes herself to miscarriage, along with one who was stillborn. How she endured such loss and yet maintained her joy and happiness, I'd love to know. It was so hard for me to walk through the loss of one babe...yet I had been blessed with four babes to raise. She had none. She had no babe to focus on. They did adopt  a babe a few years later. He was the light of her life.

So much was he the light of her life that she clung onto life until she could see him and tell him she loved him. She had been visiting us in Florida when the end became apparent. It was incredibly hard to see her wrapped up and wheeled out of the hospital room, headed to a LifeFlight plane to take her home to New York. She was so full of painkillers, yet could still tell us she loved us. She still could tell my Honey to take care of me. She lived until she got to the hospital in NY, saw my cousin and told him she loved him. Before they got out of the hospital from seeing her, she had died.

What strength, determination and love she had.

Alot of who I am today, I saw in her. If she called someone an idiot, that was harsh for her to say! She was always happy. Always ready to help. Always a friend.

I miss Di more than I can say...and I'm thinking of her today. She's been dancing at the feet of Jesus for 14-1/2 years now. Reunited with her babes she didn't get to meet, with her parents and last year, her brother.

A person who touches your life to this degree is NEVER forgotten. They remain in your heart and thoughts forever. That's where Di will stay until I join her reunion....

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