With Sadness, I write....

On Wednesday, August 15, 2007, Mary Jane passed away. It was expected as she has been ill for so long in her battle against cancer for the past 5 years. Though, as with all losses, expected or not, there comes grief and sorrow. Mary Jane was not of my blood, but she was the youngest sister of my brother-in-law. She was my sister's sister-in-law. She was my niece's aunt. I knew Mary Jane, though I had not seen her for many years, I remember her well. She was a beautiful, young lady, as I remember her, with the largest blue eyes and a most pretty face. She was very nice and I always remember enjoying her when I did see her. She was 55 when diagnosed with this cancer. She was young, much too young. Mary Jane had many struggles in her life, and she was strong.

The words below were wrtten to me, by Kim, just two hours before Mary Jane's passing. She asked for her writing to go onto our site. It seems that through our writings and expression of thought and feelings that we heal greater. And it seems too, that by doing so and posting here, that we realize we are never alone. In Kim's wish for her thoughts and feelings to be posted, it can only be seen as an unselfish form of love, for even in her own sadness one can give of by sharing their most vulnerable of all emotions to others. This site is our's. It is of a family that comes together in their joys and sadnesses, and in the name of this site, the beauty of life in all things, whether we understand or not.

Kim Writes:

Date: 8/15/2007 8:06:16 PM
To: Opal

Been thinking of my Aunt all week; but I usually did quite often.

Ever complain about the little things in life? We all do. It’s normal. But when you see someone else go thru MUCH worse than anyone you know, or ever knew, it sort of breaks your heart.

My Aunt has cancer, and has been battling for about 5 years. I saw her this past mother’s day. It was hard; as I had a feeling it would be the last time I would see her. Her best friend Rita brought her to NH, from Florida. It was a nice visit. All her favorite food, my dad prepared.

My dad is her brother, and they are close to one another. I called my aunt a while ago… she was stronger than I was. Go figure. I’m crying, and she is the one battling a horrible thing…. We ended the conversation quickly, but the next call I made, was better. I was stronger, and we had some good laughs. It was a good talk.

She has gone “down hill” the past few weeks. Now she is on morphine and oxygen. Now that I know the end is near, it is still hard. She’s had more than this to battle with; more than any person should go through. I won’t put everything she has gone through; as it’s pretty hard to write.

She was so strong during her hard times; stronger than I would ever be. Maybe I’ll see her again some day… who knows what really happens. At least she is not in pain. I hope her and nana (both nanas) will all be playing Bingo sometime together…. Where ever they may go. I’ll miss you.

Love, Kim

My sympathy to You; Jack, Barb, Kim, John, and to all who loved and knew her. May she be at peace now and with those whom she had known and loved.