Mar 20, 2005 20:18
"I'm sorry, she passed on"
The sound of the nurse saying these words will never leave my memory. On March 19th 2005, my Mémère Irene Letendre, passed away. In a small hospital room, full of family, God decided it was her time. I arrived moments before she passed away. I'll never forget it. It was hard to take in at first. Thoughts of years gone by ran rapid through my head. Fond memories turned into sorrowful mourning as I dried the tears from my eyes. My grandfather spoke against the wave of silence saying "60 years is something God can't take away from me." as he broke down into tears. She was laying so peacefully in the hospital bed. I knew right then and there that she was in Heaven looking down. I kissed her one last time before I left the hospital. It was the only way I could say good-bye.
This pretty much somes up the feeling of my whole weekend. I saw Emily friday night. If I didn't have her during all this I'd go nuts. I love her so much.
Same to my crew. You fuckin hooligans are the best friends I could ever want. Thanks for bein there for me.
I leave you with some Hank Williams...
"And so my poor dear mourners let your hearts with Jesus rest
and don't go to criticizn' the one what knows the best.
He has give us many comforts, he's got the right to take away
To the Lord be praise and glory, forever, let us pray."
R.I.P Mémère. I'll always love you.