Death doesn't wait for vacations
I was planned to leave for New Mexico to visit a family member who has been like a grandmother to me in mid August. But my phone rang early yesterday morning with the news that deaths crafty hand had taken her that morning. The pain I feel is immense and the regret that I didn't go sooner has insued. I am glad that she is free from the terrible, wicked pain of cancer, but I am saddened that I didn't get to say goodbye and hear her say "I love you bunches and bunches!!!"
I hope that death will now take a vacation from my family, because it seems these past years he has made a permanent home in the Corbett-Harrison family. I am tired of every call I recieve being of sad news and that another has been taken from us. I am surround by funerals, grieving eyes, and broken hearts.
RIP Macel, with heavy heart and raining eyes we send you back to mother earth and father sky.
I hope that death will now take a vacation from my family, because it seems these past years he has made a permanent home in the Corbett-Harrison family. I am tired of every call I recieve being of sad news and that another has been taken from us. I am surround by funerals, grieving eyes, and broken hearts.
RIP Macel, with heavy heart and raining eyes we send you back to mother earth and father sky.