My aunt Marsha, who had a hard battle with lung cancer for almost 2 years, 
assed away Friday night. She was told around Christmas 2 years ago to not expect to see spring. Well, spring came and went as well as summer, fall, winter, another spring and summer. I suppose that put us all in a state of denial - that she was going to be ok because she fought so hard. She fell and broke her hip a few months ago (not sure what it is about that... seems when someone breaks their hip it goes down hill fast?) She seemed to be recovering very well and in a short time after, took a turn for the worse. My aunt wanted to be at home when that time came and thanks to the special people working for Hospice, she got her wish. She suffered for so long, I know she's at peace now while the rest of us are still trying to pull ourselves together.
She was sweet, yet blunt when she felt she needed to be. She told it just like it was and made us all laugh when she kept such a straight face. One of my last visits, I had the day off so I pulled my hair back and went without makeup... her daughter in law was the same that day and she said to us "don't get me wrong, you're pretty girls and all but YOU NEED to fix your hair and put on makeup". This from a lady that never went out for the mail unless she was in street clothes with a bit of makeup on.
Please pray for my family, for healing... for my uncle who is now, very much alone for the first time in 47 years. For her four children, their spouses and children. And for all of us who were blessed to have her in our lives.