We lost my Great Aunt Rita on Sunday. She was like a grandmother to me because my Dad and I spent almost every weekend with her and Uncle Charlie. She spent time playing games with me, teaching me to read (I read at age 2!), took me places, taught me Sunday School, helped me with college finances, talked about All My Children with me, and even taught me to drive a stick shift in their Jeep. We won't mention that it's surprising she didn't die that day . . . :)
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| Aunt Rita, Uncle Charlie, and I on my wedding day. |
Aunt Rita and Uncle Charlie were married almost 65 years! Can you believe that? They were the model for marriage to my family and I. The love they had for one another was precious and rare. I now worry for Uncle Charlie because he has lost the love of his life - literally.
I am thankful that I had the chance to see her Saturday night and take the time to stroke her hair, tell her I love her and say goodbye. I knew it would be the last time. I just felt it. Now I'm imagining how heartbroken Uncle Charlie truly is but also imagining her in Heaven with the many who went before her. Yes, we'll see her again someday, but we sure do miss her now.
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