The Stories Of My Life

Losing My Aunt

If there was anybody that I loved the most in this world, It would be my aunt Me-Me. I admired her in every way possible. She was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. Looking at Me-Me was just like looking at an angel. She was heavenly. 

One of the reasons that I admired her so much was her strength. She had been suffering from colon cancer for fourteen years. Although Me-Me had been through a lot, she never let it get to her. Her smile never ceased to appear on her face. She was the definition of a fighter. 

The last good memory I had of her, was when she came to spend Christmas with us. She had been sick for a while and was really broken down. For most of the visit, she stayed on the couch, because her body was too tired to move a lot. Whenever she did walk, she had to use a cane. It broke my heart to see her that way. She was always so energetic and joyful, but that part of her was gone. 

We honestly didn't know if it would be the last Christmas we would get to spend with her, so we made the best of it. We told stories and sang carols. Even if all we did was talk, I enjoyed every minute of it. I wanted Me-Me to have an amazing time, and to be able to take her mind off of everything. 

When It was time for her to go, I gave her the biggest hug that I could without hurting her. We all had this feeling in our guts that It would be the last time we saw her. We had to be prepared for anything to happen. It hurt to think that she might be gone soon, but I knew that I had to accept it. As I watched the car pull away, My heart sank to my stomach. 

About two weeks later, I was in the living room playing with my cousins. They were going to stay an extra week and my uncle Dee (Me-Me's husband) would come back to get them. We got a call that Me-Me had been put in the hospital, and It wasn't looking good. Somebody came to get my cousins so that they could go back and be with their mom. Before they were about to leave, we got another call. We were informed that they had taken Me-Me off of all the machines, and we're just trying to keep her comfortable. My oldest cousin, April, immediately broke down. I started crying too. I just hated what was happening, and I couldn't bear to see my cousin like that. 

Two days later, my mom woke me up and told me that we were going to see Me-Me at the hospital. My aunt Lola would be driving us down to Jackson, which is about a two-hour trip. After what seemed like an eternity, we finally made it. I was not prepared for what I was about to see. My heart started to break,

When we got to the door of the room, the first thing I saw was my aunt Schelle. She was very upset. When We got into the room, I took a look at my precious aunt. My heart shattered into a thousand pieces. Her eyes were only halfway opened, and she was gasping for breath. She looked so helpless. I honestly couldn't handle it, and I started crying. We spent the rest of the day at the hospital, and then it was time to go home.

We were about to pull into the driveway when we saw a ball of light go across the sky. Everyone was amazed by it. Lola actually thought it was a U.F.O, but my mom knew better. She said she felt like it was some type of message. I was really confused about what I just saw, however, all I wanted to do was go home. Maybe I would feel better after I got some sleep.

We weren't even in the door for a minute when the phone rang. I didn't know what was going on. Momma just hung up the phone and started crying. I knew what had happened, and I didn't even have to ask. I couldn't believe it. Me-Me was gone. I cried myself to sleep that night. A piece of my heart was gone forever. 

I knew that I was going to miss her terribly, but I had to think about the positives. She was at peace now. I knew that she would never hurt again, and that gave me some form of comfort. December 31, 2010, was a day that will forever be imprinted in my mind. It was the day that my precious aunt, who had suffered for fourteen years, was finally at peace.