when memories are all you have.
I was thinking about Danielle's entry all day today. She talked about how much she, and her whole family, misses her aunt. It made me think of my aunt Carmen.
My mom called my uncle to see how she was doing and he said that she can no longer eat and that is is never awake. All that is left is a shell and I like to think that where her body is slowly dying, that her soul is flying free with the angels. Carmen probably has picked out the biggest set of wings her 5'2" body could hold. She always liked her jewelry big, so I am guessing she would want her wings to be the same way.
An interesting thing was told to my mom today by Carmen's son Andre. He said that in the middle of the night, even though she did not wake up, she was clapping. Clapping? I like to think there are two reasons for that:
If her soul is not flying free, then God is playing back all the good memories of her life and she is clapping with joy.
or
God just gave her the big, fluffy, glittery wings she always dreamed of.
I am not sad. I am not angry anymore. I want what is best for her. I want her to feel the peace I have felt these last weeks. I want her to feel cradled in God's arms. That is what I pray for.
My mom called my uncle to see how she was doing and he said that she can no longer eat and that is is never awake. All that is left is a shell and I like to think that where her body is slowly dying, that her soul is flying free with the angels. Carmen probably has picked out the biggest set of wings her 5'2" body could hold. She always liked her jewelry big, so I am guessing she would want her wings to be the same way.
An interesting thing was told to my mom today by Carmen's son Andre. He said that in the middle of the night, even though she did not wake up, she was clapping. Clapping? I like to think there are two reasons for that:
If her soul is not flying free, then God is playing back all the good memories of her life and she is clapping with joy.
or
God just gave her the big, fluffy, glittery wings she always dreamed of.
I am not sad. I am not angry anymore. I want what is best for her. I want her to feel the peace I have felt these last weeks. I want her to feel cradled in God's arms. That is what I pray for.