On May 11, my Aunt LeeAnn passed away. She had fought a tough battle against a terminal cancer called multiple myeloma. It is a bone marrow cancer that was super aggressive and after 18 months, multiple different forms of chemotherapy, and a stem cell transplant, she passed away on May 11th.
The few weeks before her death and the week after were really sad and exhausting, and I'm not even her immediate family. She seemed to get really sick, really quickly and her death was sudden. Lots of tears have been shed over the last couple of weeks.
Her funeral however, was a very touching and beautiful service. Two of her children (Matt and Jodi) and my Aunt Karen spoke and Melanie played a piano piece. Matt, her youngest son, gave the most eloquent and emotional tribute to his mom. His words were inspired and I was so moved and touched by the beautiful things he said about his mom, and the testimony he bore at the end of his talk. I've been thinking about his words quite a bit since the funeral, and I hope that if my sons' were ever tasked with speaking at my funeral, they would give half as kind of a tribute.
Ross and I talk a lot about aging, we are at the point where it really is "weddings and funerals" that bring people together. It's sad to think about, so I try not to think about it too much, but I am so grateful for my faith and belief that I will see family members again, and will get to participate in the most beautiful heavenly reunions one day.
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