My Aunt Linda died five years ago today. I had completely forgotten about it until Augie posted this. I am in disbelief the day almost came and went without me even acknowledging it. I was on a high because I broke 12 min/miles tonight on my run, completely self-consumed, oblivious about what day it was. I always get it mixed up though and think it was the 23rd, but that was the day she was buried; she died on the 22. December 22, 2003. I will never forget that phone call, or the long, dark, silent car ride with my dad that night to Waco.
Aunt Linda was my mom's only sister and her life-long best friend. My mom said for the longest time after she died she would walk in the house and pick up the phone to call her to tell her some good news or just to talk, and would then remember that Linda wouldn't be at the other end of that phone line.
I hate cancer. It sucks.
I do love my family and friends dearly and than God each night for all the wonderful things I have in my life. I hope you can do the same.
Aunt Linda was my mom's only sister and her life-long best friend. My mom said for the longest time after she died she would walk in the house and pick up the phone to call her to tell her some good news or just to talk, and would then remember that Linda wouldn't be at the other end of that phone line.
I hate cancer. It sucks.
I do love my family and friends dearly and than God each night for all the wonderful things I have in my life. I hope you can do the same.
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I heard from Dad Dreyer and Elaine today. They are enjoying a white christmas in New Hampshire. Hopefully this holiday season will be a happy and healthy one for all of your family. Give my love to all of your bunch.
I hope that you have a wonderful Christmas with your family and that you get your trainer back. It is tough, but swallow your fear and just call the person who has it and ask for it back because you need it. They probably have it collecting dust in a corner.