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August 5, 1962 to July 6, 1988
September 3, 1927 to May 31, 1993
it is so hard to
lose people that you love...these two women were very special to
me...after my mom left, I would often call on them for support...
for a while there, I thought that there could be no God...why
would he let my mother abandon me and then take the two most
important mother figures away from me?...why?...well, now, I am
still not sure if there is a God, but I like to believe that
these special women are in a happy place where there is no
pain...to me they were angels in my life...the only difference
now is that they have wings...*smile*...I only wish that they
could be here so that I could share my girls with them...both
died before they were born...and I know that they see them from
wherever they are...but it is just not the same...
Kirsten was my aunt...she and I were very close...I called her
Aunt Kerky...it's hard to believe that she was the same age as
I am now when she died...Kirsten died of cancer...in her younger
years she suffered from Hodgkin's Disease (a form of cancer)...
she went into remission when she was 16 and was cancer free for
almost 10 years...in November of 87, she was complaining of a
sore on her tongue...she couldn't eat Thanksgiving dinner
because of it...by Christmas, she had half of her tongue
removed...I remember talking to her on Christmas day...she
sounded like she had a foreign accent...*smile*...she was
always so silly...I never even imagined that she would die...
in April of 88, she was hospitalized...the cancer had spread
into her neck...she went downhill from there...the last time I
saw her was on July 5, 1988...I gave her a stuffed puppy dog...
and she loved it...she passed away in the early hours of the
6th...she had waited for my mom to get there (from Texas to
Maine)...after my mom left the room to find my grandmother,
Kirsten passed away...she left behind a husband and two
stepchildren...
this is a picture of my grammie and I at my high school
graduation in 1990...I cannot even express how much my grammie
meant to me...she had this ability to make you feel like you
were always number one in her eyes...she was the mother of my
biological father...although he gave up all rights to my sister
and I when my mother remarried, grammie was always in our
lives...she died of pancreatic cancer...and just like Kirsten,
it consumed her extremely fast...she died just before her and
grampa's fiftieth anniversary...she was survived by four sons,
three daughters, 19 grandchildren, and 12 great grandchildren
(there are many more great grandchildren now...including my 2)
...
I was given
this gift by Leanna
especially for this page...thank you
Leanna for such a beautiful gift...
it means the world to me...
Thank you Olivia for this
wonderful award for my memorial
page...I'm very touched...
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